Innocent girl. 3

For the next few weeks, Sai and Rohan were enjoying Neha's body. Slowly Neha too got addicted to them, everytime she would be with one of them.

And today is a special day, Sai was out of town and it was Rohan's birthday so it was Neha's responsibility that Rohan enjoys his birthday.

She wore a collar around her neck and nothing else on her body, sitting in the middle of the house. Rohan woke up by Neha sucking his big dick and making him cum.

After showering he went downstairs and saw Neha looking extremely sexy her eyes had a look that was begging for him as she knelt on the ground, the soft glow of the setting sun casting a warm light over her features.

There was an intensity in her gaze, a silent plea that seemed to reach out to him, drawing him closer, urging him to understand the depth of her emotions.

The way she held her head slightly tilted, hair cascading down her shoulders in gentle waves, added to the vulnerability of the moment. It was as if the world around them had faded away, leaving just the two of them in this intimate space filled with unspoken words and unfulfilled desires.

As he looked into her eyes, he felt an overwhelming sense of connection, as if they shared a bond that transcended the physical realm.

Each flicker of her eyelashes, every subtle shift of her expression, conveyed a story—a tale of longing, hope, and perhaps a hint of fear.

It was a look that held the promise of something beautiful yet complicated, a delicate balance between yearning and hesitation.

He could sense the weight of her emotions, the unvoiced thoughts swirling in the air around them, creating a tension that was both exhilarating and terrifying.

The ground beneath her was rough and uneven, yet she seemed undeterred, her focus entirely on him.

Her posture, though humble, radiated strength and determination. It was as if she was willing to risk everything, to bare her soul in that moment, choosing vulnerability over the safety of indifference.

He could feel his heart racing, captivated by the magnetic pull of her presence. With each passing second, the distance between them felt both impossibly vast and achingly close.

He knew he had a choice to make, a decision that could alter the course of both their lives. Would he reach out to her, embrace the connection that shimmered in the air, or would he retreat into the safety of silence?

The weight of the moment pressed down on him, and all he could think about was the look in her eyes—a look that was begging for him, for understanding, for love.

As he walked towards her and held her chin making her look, as he kissed her lips before finally helping her stand up and then pushed her by a wall.

As he leaned in closer, he could feel the warmth radiating from her skin, drawing him in like a moth to a flame. He kissed her lips gently at first, savoring the sweetness that lingered on her mouth.

The soft sounds of her moans filled the air, creating an intoxicating melody that heightened the moment.

With each kiss, he explored the delicate contours of her neck, trailing his lips down to her collarbone, where he paused briefly to relish the sensation of her heartbeat beneath his touch.

His hands roamed freely, gliding over her shoulders and down her arms, igniting a fire within both of them.

He could feel her body responding to his every caress, the way her skin reacted to his touch sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her.

They were lost in their own world, a universe that seemed to shrink down to just the two of them, where nothing else mattered and time itself stood still.

As he continued to kiss her, he held her legs firmly, lifting them to wrap around his waist. This intimate gesture brought them even closer together, as if their bodies were meant to fit perfectly, like pieces of a puzzle coming together.

The warmth of her thighs against him sent waves of desire crashing over him, propelling him further into this passionate encounter.

He could feel her breath quickening, matching the rhythm of his heart, and it excited him to know that they were both caught up in this shared moment of vulnerability and intimacy.

The atmosphere was thick with unspoken desires, as their bodies moved in perfect harmony. Their connection was electric, and with every kiss, every gentle touch, they delved deeper into a realm of sensual exploration, uncovering each other's hidden depths.

It was a dance of passion, a symphony of emotions swelling between them, as they surrendered to the overwhelming allure of the night and the magnetic pull that drew them closer together.

Feeling how wet she was he pushed himself in her making her scream and moan, she was enjoying everything the way his hand was moving on her body.

The way he was kissing ever inch of her body, the way he was looking at her as she was moaning.

Each caress sent shivers down her spine, as she was cuming igniting a fire within her. The way he explored her curves, his fingers tracing delicate patterns across her skin, made her heart race with anticipation.

She could feel the warmth of his touch, the softness of his palm, and the gentle pressure of his fingertips as they glided over her. It was as if he knew exactly where to touch her to elicit the most exquisite responses.

His kisses were tender yet passionate, each one lingering on her skin with an intensity that left her breathless. He kissed every inch of her body, from her collarbone to the small of her back, savoring her taste as if she were the sweetest delicacy.

With each kiss, he seemed to pour all of his desire into her, making her feel cherished and desired in ways she had never experienced before.

Her body responded instinctively, arching towards him, craving more of his touch, more of his warmth, as she was cuming over and over again.

But he didn't stop, soon he pushed her on the kitchen table and started to move in and out of her as she looked into his eyes, she could see an undeniable hunger reflected back at her.

His gaze was intense, filled with longing and admiration, and it made her feel truly beautiful. The way he looked at her as she moaned softly was intoxicating, it was as if he were absorbing every sound she made, every sigh of pleasure that escaped her lips.

She felt completely vulnerable yet utterly empowered as she was cuming, lost in the moment, enthralled by the connection they shared.

Time seemed to stand still as they became lost in each other, bodies entwined in a dance of passion and desire.

She reveled in the sensation of his breath against her skin, the way he held her close, as if he never wanted to let go.

In that intoxicating atmosphere, she felt liberated, free to express her deepest desires, knowing he would always be there to explore them with her.