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DESSERTS after lunch!

Continuation from previous part-

Yes, I groned Bondita! in her mouth and her sweet torcher paced, she entwined her spunky voluptuous frame with mine aroused and suffering one. It let me out a howl due to sharpening pricks at my back as her weight settled on me. She released my wrists from inflexible cuffs. Her sinister approaches were surpassing my fascination, not only my body but my sapio brain too was not ready to come back into senses. the way her soft palms caressed my torso sensually before cupping my jawline to intensify the kiss was just inexplicable. her palms slow yet firm kneading from my jaw to nape was something that a man couldn't resist. in the process my blood oozing palms reached at her hairline painting it Red and slowly cupping her back of her head, I too reciprocated her kiss enthusiastically. as my tounge tasted her viscous coffee favoured syrup until we both parted for much needed oxygen. Bondita!  a keen loud growl escaped my mouth and before my powerless mind could react on her bitter-sweet assault. She smirked, being top on me, glancing at our reflection which I was unable to see as it was placed behind my head. She touched her hairline, tossed the loosely hanging shirt on her bare glistering shoulders somewhere on the floor and attacked me once again with more passion then before, but showed some mercy this time and placed a soft cushion laying on the couch below oozing area of my back. She dominated the kiss plunging her tounge in my mouth, I too fought for dominance but she won and before parting for O2, she mumbled under her breath "Yes, Sakha Babu! you marked your Bondita yours forever". After taking a deep breath she laid her flushed cheeks on my well build shoulder,and then I noticed the coffee flavor in my mouth had some salty touch. I caressed her back, and let my sweat beads mixed with her salty tears on her cheeks.... without taking an effort to part our bodies for some time. I kissed on her hairline and softly imprinted her name once again on my heart and this time letting her too know.

I whispered - "Bondita! you are only mine.... Bondita."

She smacked her cottony soft fist on my shoulder and crying harder she mumbled.

"Sakha babu! what held you this long to utter your Bondita's name?" 

"This sharp piercings porcelain pieces. Bondita! Aaaahhh!" I forced chuckle and my hand tried to move some pricks which might pierce her as well.

She parted her body in a jiffy from mine and a pure horror flared-up on her face. she started crying hard seeing me in that crippling affliction.

"Bondita! please don't cry this pain is not greater than 8 years sufferings which has came to an end now. now please give me your support to get me up, but take care this pieces doesn't pierce you."

She raised her arms in support to get me up. my whole body cried in unbearable pain but I smiled. taking baby steps escaping the broken cup we led to the bed placed in centre of the room. she fastened her shirt which too had some red marks. Continuously escaping the fresh warm tears she asked me to laid down on my stomach, I followed her order and gently hovered my front on cottony sheet spread over soft mattress. I didn't want to but couldn't control and screamed Bonditaaaaah!  in piercing cry.

She was sobbing by now but we had no other option she had to manage it all alone. I lowered my screams so that Bondita doesn't feel bad more.

She tenderly removed my stained shirt. she started plucking those piercing substance, Her ultra soft palm felt nourishing but her salty tears falling down on my cuts showed no mercy. I maffled my words upon pillow..

"Bondita please don't let your tears come out, it is hurting me in my heart more than on my wound Please Bondita!"

She wiped her tears, rushed to washroom and came back with some oil and cotton picking up from dressing cabinet. her delicate hands delicately cleaned the cuts with the help of lavender oil absorbed cotton as lavender oil has antiseptic properties and which she uses for her haircare. Once the cleansing was done her chilled blows felt like speeding the process of soothing. I felt ultra relaxed under her touch but her next move shook me, she almost undressed me.