Her hands were now placed on the straps of my bra, for the first time in last 20 minutes I raised my head and looked at myself in the mirror in front of me and the first thing I saw was the hanging mangalsutra in my neck. The image brought about a ting of guilt inside me but before that thought could register any significant impact, a sound of “click” released my breasts from my bra. My head bend down once again and now she was caressing my nipples with her fingers. It ran a sensation in my whole body and the sense of guilt was taken over by a completely different feeling, I was enjoying her touch.
Suddenly she grabbed my nipples in her fingers and then left them with a jerk, the move almost caught me off-guard and I almost fell down from the chair. She repeated the movement once again and then again, now she was also kissing (almost biting) my neck. I felt like my body has no weight, her movements were sending me to another level of sensation; I was feeling something very wet down in my panties. It was the first time in last five years that someone touched my body and in those years I almost forgot how it feels to be touched by another person.Post Views :5958