He pulled me closer. Indian xxx As I sat in the car, I placed my dupatta on the dashboard. I don’t want to say fantasy like he was like a drug, intoxicating and addictive, blah blah blah.His smile radiates warmth, and a sense of familiarity washed over me. It was his friend again. Each touch, each kiss, sent me spiralling further into ecstasy, lost in the intense pleasure he was giving me.I was utterly lost in the intense pleasure he was giving me, trembling with desire.“Oh, yes… right there… don’t stop,” I moaned, “Feel so good… it’s like… like magic.”I gripped his hair tightly as pleasure flooded through me. He peeled the top from my shoulders, his fingers trailing my arms. As our eyes met, he began to make his way towards me. We were seated facing each other, lost in a conversation recalling the past, till his friend interrupted us.His friend mentioned he had forgotten the groom’s dad’s outfit for the morning.
