A small squeak escaped her lips. I walked back to the front and looked into her eyes again. She was shaking with fear and holding her breath. It sw...elled her chest out and made her look irresistible. Tears were freely running down her face, more out of fear than pain.I said, “This is your first and last warning purely because that was an accident. Don’t let it happen again.”She let out a sigh of relief.Six, seven and eight hit her inner thigh. It still stung but by now adrenalin was. He ended up shirtless without noticing, and the feeling of her warm, hennaed fingertips on his bare skin made him pant. "You are a most miraculous man, oh dynast of my destiny," she said. "Um," said Arram. "There's no need to talk, my incomparable inamorato," she said. "Our hearts say more than our tongues ever could. Let us abandon these clumsy overtures and speak the true language we were both born to." And then, suddenly, she was half-naked, the flickering candlelight reflecting off of. . Holy shit! She continues to rub her clit more and more, pausing between squirts of juice. She let's out the sexiest sound that is hard to describe. It was like a grunt and sigh at the same time. I'm blown away! I'm stunned! Not believing what I'm seeing, I freeze up unable to say a word. She, starts slapping her clit area as she comes down from her high as if to get out every last drop of cum. Rubbing it for all its worth. What a fucking sight. I'd never seen anything like that. My wife is little fat (healthy) and Bhavika is a bit thinner than her. Let me start with how I meet with Bhavika, what make us fall for each other and how we became mad for each other. If starting becomes little boring please bear with me and my writing, am not a writing expert.I stay in Bangalore. I and my two other friends, Rajesh and Darshan, planned for an outing as we had holiday coming, so thought of taking one day leave, and enjoy four days. Darshan also stays in Bangalore. Rajesh.