That red saree against her body was as if she was born with it,
Her fair skin was glowing through that saree as if moon was covered with warm clouds.
Those water drops from her long hair were making my face wet as if the during the first time of rain makes you feel warm and cold at the same time.
She was facing downward her beautiful face on my face, her lips were kissing me softly, but I was sucking her lips as if I wanna drink all the juice of her lips.
I was watching her blue eyes, that had the glow and shimmer, the same way as it when u see water tides accross the beach on a sunny day.
I then took my hand to her deep neck that had a tattoo, a small bird, who wants to fly accross alone, experiencing all her fantasy.
Kissing her neck biting her neck making my marks, I made my way to her cleavage like deep valleys and her boobs like huge mountains, filled with honey.
Her boobs as big as mountain and as soft as cotton balls.
As she was only draping a saree and not literally wearingi it, her boobs were peeping out, I removed the palla, and there were her boobs in front of me, my hands couldn’t control myself from grabbing them, and she couldn’t control herself from loosing herself and started getting wet.
I grabber her boobs, started to bite her nipples while she kept moaning.
Grabbing her boobs I kept kissing and slowly went down to her beautiful navel, started licking her, she giggled a bit, she moaned a bit, she bit her own lips.
Control was not in my hands neither her body now was in control.
She kept dripping the pussy juices, slowly I went down I could feel the warmth, I could feel the heat wave from her pussy, it was hot she was hot,
I spread her legs, and there it was the doors of heaven, the wet valley to the zenith, I smelled her pussy, it was beautiful.
The moment I licked her pussy, she moaned like hell, she shivered as if she was struck by lightning,
Her thighs and legs were well toned, probably because of the Squats in the gym,
Kissed her thighs while my fingers were still making way to her wet valley.
I went to down to her ankle, she always wear beautiful anklet, I kissed it.
While she was moaning, and wanting me, she couldn’t control herself.
She immediately got up and sat on my face and giving me all that she had held in her for so long, and I, like a thirsty man, kept drinking her, as quenched my thirst.

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