He pulls back just enough to stare down at her exposed breasts, her small, perfect mounds heaving. His nostrils flare. - "Kya moome hain tere... kha jaunga inhe main. Chus chus ke aur laal kar dunga Teri in laal chuchiyo ko.." He doesn't wait. He dips his head, taking one tight, dark pinkish nipple into his mouth, sucking hard, his tongue lashing the peak.
"Aaahhh..." Her back arches off the bed, a sharp cry tearing from her throat. Her arousal is on verge. "Huzoor... aahhh! Hume kuch ho raha hai... hume jaana hoga, humara mahina... aa gaya shayad..."
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