I went into the kitchen, stood back, and put my hand beneath her arms to rub her boobs.She continued with her work, saying, “Hey, your friend is her.... He might see.”I said, “Don’t worry, dear, it’s already the friend here.” Though not shocked, she was surprised. The plate in her hand fell as she turned. By then, Vishal was already at the door, and he had a wicked smile.Looking at him, Revathi blushed and, with embarrassment, said, “You bloody son of a bitch, you planned it already!”“Why? Wasn’t. The ends of his hair were tickling at the skin of my fingertips as I continued to massage the soft skin. We continued to kiss, his lips massaging against mine rhythmically. It only took a couple minutes for him to get brazen. His hands slid up my sides, tickling slightly. I couldn’t help the giggles from escaping before he finally took a hold of my breast. His name slid between my lips and I could feel his ego, along with something else near and dear to me, inflate in reaction. His hands felt. More

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