Seductive Tales of Romance
As we embraced, I could hear her little cry.
I caressed her forehead with a kiss and delicately took off the saree pallu. She beamed at me. She gently rested her hands on my face.
"My darling," she murmured affectionately. As she lowered my face to mine, she said, "I love you." We briefly kissed again. It seemed effortless. She sensed my hands attempting to press against hers. She moaned and let him touch her bare belly and press her skin.
They finally broke, panting for air, after what seemed like an eternity. My jammies were too snug, and I was too hard.