ISHRA MATURE OS AFTER CONFESSION '''

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AFTER CONFESSION

She couldn't believe his passion. The door was left unlocked this time. Ishu opened it slowly and entered the house.she could smell him, his scent all over this house, the scent that would soon be all over her body. Her body trembled with anticipation.she was so excited, almost too excited to breath. Her thighs were wet with desire. Ishu walked slowly, taking one step to his bed room. She could see the flicker of candles in the bedroom as she slowly opened the door.

She called out to him in the flickering light. Ramans light breathing was her answer, his arms snaked around her waist, pulling her so close to him. The heat from his torso burned through her. "Undress." He whispered. "I want to see you by candlelight."

Every inch of her being buzzed as the sari fell away from her body. Ishu could feel his eyes watching her in darkness. He ran his hands across her breasts and down to her navel. The final descent had her weak. Her head reeled from the feel of him. Raman led ishu to the bed, laying her down slowly as his hands wandered between her thighs, stroking and rubbing. She moaned softly Raman aahha

She dis not remember him undressing. Ishu did not remember him climbing on top of her. She dis not remember when he spread her legs slowly but she does remember the overwhelming feeling of him filling her. She remembers the taste of his lips and the soft feel of them.

They rolled around, intertwined as all thought of him escaped her. Ishu moaned loudly, writhing beneath him, on top of him, around him. She felt him through her being and wished that could consume each other. His mouth found her breasts and it seemed as if I would be sucked into him.

~Yes. yes, just like that~

The bed shook, the house shook and the world shook as ishu was rocked to and fro in desire. An orgasm never felt so sweet yet still he f**ked her

Ishu sucked at him. Her tongue twirling 'round him, enveloping him. Ishu could hear him drawing in each breath trying so desperately to keep his composure. His hips met her face and Ishu took him in as far as he could go. Her bottom lip brushed his heavy sack pulled up tight between his thighs full of the drink that she so desperately needed. Ishu felt parched then, thirsty for only the nectar that he could produce. Her lust was a disease and his cum was her cure. Only that could sustain and give her back her life and still the quaking of the world

she was taken up then as another orgasm threatened to still her.Just the feel of his silken flesh between her lips prodding her throat, gliding across her tongue, just the feel of it was almost too much. It was as if Ishu could feel him inside her pussy again, f**king her relentlessly. They were there together, in his bed, her face tucked between his legs. She felt him thickening, swelling, threatening to erupt. She was dying to taste him. She became feverish with lust and like a long awaited rain in a parched desert he filled her mouth. She swallowed, keeping pace with each eruption. She almost couldn't breath, his quivering hand stroked her cheek in the dark. He was quiet, just a deep rumble of quickened breath.

Ishu crawled up beside him, smiling to herself as the night consumed her she lay wet and naked beside him, drowsy, her eyes fluttering, drawing raman into a deep sleep that smelled of sex, of his sex and her sex.

She couldn't believe this passion. The candles still flickered on, dim as the wax pooled around the lonely wicks. And as each candle died into the darkness she drifted deeper into dreams and further into his arms, falling swiftly into sleep until he snuggled up close to her, cock hard and pressing into the round of her hips and whispered to her that he was ready again. Andshe couldn't believe her passion.

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