She ran her hands searchingly across his torso looking for the ends of his t-shirt to get it out of the way but she couldn’t break the kiss… So she slid her hand inside his shirt and felt his warm, burning body. She could feel his entire toned chest and all the packs on his belly. Aryaan kept nibbling on her lips and pressing her down on his lap. She broke the kiss by pulling herself away from him.His eyes locked at hers, both of them panting for air. Aryaan pulled his shirt over his head and flung it across the floor. He tried to lift her up to his waist but she held on to his hands and gently pushed him back on the couch. With deft movements, she pulled his shorts and boxers down to his ankle in one go. Aryaan was taken by surprise and buck naked in his living room. She leaned in on him to give him a gentle kiss, but he grabbed her and began to bite her neck. She was in ecstasy; she wanted to just let him take her.He found the zipper to her dress at the back and zipped it down and. He remembers quite fondly the time he fucked her tits in the woods overlooking a waterfall in a nearby park. Then licked her tits clean when he was done. Everything about her was exotic and hot and fun.He was at the door now. He readjusted his pants to best hide the erection he had been sporting since he arrived, then knocked on the door. The next 15 seconds seemed an eternity as he stood there, heart pounding, fully erect, and utterly unsure of himself.She answered the door. And as he looked at her his face took on the same appearance it did the first time they met. She was wearing sunglass, but he swore he felt her glance pierce right through his soul. She wore a satin eggshell colored shirt and a gray skirt. His focus never left her face as she smiled and said, "Hi, would you like to come in."As she turned to lead him into the house he caught her profile and she was backlit by the sunlight coming through the window. The light drew a distinct silhouette of her body against the whit.
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