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Have you ever had one of those fantasies? Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. Indian hot sex My beautiful neighbor, whose name still remained a mystery, began to strip. I barely moved. Her tongue massaged my inner slit, bringing more arousal to my body with each passing second. Not because she was beautiful, even though she was. “I didn’t order anything,” I said. “I didn’t mean to—”
She cut me off before I could finish. “FUCK ME!”
She did. Her lips made contact with my bare breasts before I could figure out what was happening. The few seconds it took her to reach my floor felt like an eternity. She was staring at me. “I said I saw you looking,” she explained, “but I never said I didn’t enjoy it.”
I was stunned, but not as much as when she spoke again. Our lips met and I felt an explosion of lust. I am only human after all.Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series.
