Her breath hitched, and she looked up at me with wide eyes.“You had some flour,” I said, my voice low and husky.“Thank you,” she whispered, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of pink.As the afternoon progressed, our interactions became bolder. Desiporn I traced my fingers along her sides, down to her hips, and back up again, savouring every curve. She arched her back, pressing herself against me. I couldn’t help but feel a surge of desire. Lakshmi’s breath came in short gasps. “Oh, God,” she whispered, her voice a mix of pleasure and urgency. My lips travelled lower. I could feel her trembling under my touch, her breaths becoming shorter.I moved closer, our faces inches apart.
Actors:
Cayla Lyons / Michael Fly
