Adult chaat pad. She slowly stretches them and then releases them to spring back gasping.
Concentric waves radiate out from her nipples and bounce back from her chest to converge back on her areolae. “…fuck” I breathe. “Oh I hope so…” she answers to my statement. My paralysis broken I push forward towards her completely misjudging my impetus.
She grins as she takes hold of a hand hold and braces herself off the table. As I sail towards her she taps my right hip and releases her hand, wrapping it around my shoulder.
She pulls me into a twisting embrace in mid-air as her mouth moves to mine. Her legs wrapping expertly around my hips pulling her crotch against my hardness as she slides her tongue into my mouth. Adult chaat pad.