The woman
Sitting beside me…. in a bus…
Warming her place…
With her ever attracting soft curves…
In a way that her body….
Rubs against my hand…
Leaning towards me….
In a way that…
Her soft curves… Are touched and..
Slightly rubbed against my elbow….
Though her face pretends…
As if it’s accidental….
I see a slight grin on her wicked face….
A witness to her pervert mind…
Driving me lustful….
Her intensional touch…
Is preparing her toy…
For herself to play with…
Her increasing misadventure….
And her crawling hand…. Increasing my body heat too…
And I lose control on my hands…..
Slowly moving into her saree….
Tickling her soft smooth belly….
Moving up… And pressing her curves…
Struggling hard… To free themselves… from the barriers of her clothes….
And fit into my hands….
With every movement of my fingers over her body….
She is pressing harder against me….
Losing her control….”sssss…..ooffff….”
…that’s all her body allows her to say….
I can feel the wetness between her legs now….
And slowly I slide my fingers …
into her dark wet lips…. Begging for my touch…
With her love juices… Flowing profusely….
My fingers…. Increase their intensity… and depth of her exploration….
Reaching the end walls of her caves….
And she failed to resist….. Losing out all…
Her treasure juices… Over my hand….
With her other hand… Clutching my thighs….
With an expression…. Of joy… Adventure… Satisfaction….
On her wicked face…. With a wicked smile.
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