Sweat. Sins. Stadium {A.Sharma}

"teko achha lagta hna, when I touch you here" he asked with his fingers circling her clit

she bit her lower lip. and exhaled a heavy breath she pushed him away with all her force
he stumbled back with a giggle

"kyu?? you were enjoying" he said

"I wasn't"
she said, lied very perfectly
she pulled her skirt down! pushing her hair back with her trembling fingers

"give me my panty back"
she said, he slid his hand inside his pocket

"10 crore in cash for this"
he said holding it up in the air

"abhishek you fucker, give it back I have to go home"
she said almost on the verge of tears out of embarrassment

"no no--- look at this heeriye, soaked white lacy panty this is a clear proof of how wet you can be whenever I am around you're just bad at accepting"
he said

"give it back"
she said

"only on one condition"
he said smiling and biting his lip

"what?"
she asked

"let me help you wear it"
he said

she was stunned

"that's not happening, peacefully give it back"
she said

"Noor? how much time are you gonna take inside"
some knocked wildly

she panicked

"two---two minutes"
she said

"see! people are waiting come on jaan don't delay let me help you with this"
he said

"finee"
she said!

he stepped closer nose brushing her forehead

"I would fuck the opposition on the pitch and you on the bed everyday without fail"
he said lips brushing her ear now

"you cannot be this shameless"
she said hands on his chest stopping him from any other sin ahead

"ohhh kittycat I can be a monster when it's you and your cunt"
he said

she pushed him and ran away once her panty was slid up her waist!