Slipping Into Shwetha’s Nights – 5
There are incidents I’ve written in my diary, and I remember many of them. Some of the words have been slightly changed from how we actually spoke. Continuation of the story. She broke the kiss, her eyes burning with lust, and whispered in a desperate, trembling voice, “Take me, babe… I can’t wait anymore. Make me yours—fuck me until my desire explodes. Break me apart if you have to I picked her up and dropped her on the bed, climbing over her as she yanked my T-shirt off in a rush. Our mouths smashed together, tongues fighting, kissing like we … Read more