MORAN SMUTS | 18+ |

💏Professional Romance - 11💏

Her shirt had risen further up.

He lay his palms directly on her waist. Squeezed it; passing a sensation in both bodies.

Their kissing intensified.

It was so unexpected but hot like fire.

She almost crush her on him.

She was enjoying her breasts being mauled against his chest.

He was loving his now erect member but trying to not to come in her contact.

Her body and his mind were now in total possession, each lost in a trance, savouring each other like either one of them is getting fired tomorrow and won't see the other ever after.

The passion had triggered in both and they were turning wild...just then, they hit the ground floor.

They repelled like like poles of a magnet brought together.

Karan was almost gonna burst out of happiness and Monami, she wanted this to never end.

She is more wild because she know she can't expect all this from Karan, you can call him unromantic and boring CA.

No one spoke for the next five minutes until they walked and reached their cars.

Monami is walking ahead and Karan is walking behind her.

Karan, being the gentleman escorted her to her car, opened her the door but didn't talk, even she didn't because it was her who made the first move.

So, she want him to open his mouth now.

But, he is stunned after the kiss he got.

Last sight that Karan had of Monami before heading towards his car was she holding the steering wheel and her head on it, lost.

She smiled at him.

Monami : see you.

Karan smiled.

Karan walked towards his car, opened the door and sat.

The place was dark and quiet. He threw his head back on the headrest and closed his eyes, lost too.

He was experiencing bliss.

Absolute happiness!

He was so overwhelmed with emotions that he could break into tears and burst into a huge laughter at the same time.

He can imagine the scene that had just occurred, his hands on that waist, the way those breasts felt, the burning passion with which he was kissed...just then, out of nowhere.

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