With a mischievous sparkle in his eyes, he extended an invitation. Desi bhabhi sex Her fingers traced through her hair as she moaned his name, her eyes closing in ecstasy.Arpit continued to lavish kisses on her thighs, holding her waist gently. So, I’ll keep it to myself. Gently placing her on the shelf, ready to cook pasta in the midst of their romantic play.Arpit, immersed in cooking, playfully remarked, “So now, you won’t feel left out when your college girl gang discusses their romantic escapades.”Esha grinned, “Yeah, but I can’t confess that I’m no longer a virgin and just had the best time of my life.”Arpit, curious, asked, “Why not?”“Because they’ll judge me. Laughter resonated, blending seamlessly with their newfound depth.Finally, Arpit carried Esha in his arms, showering her face with kisses, to the kitchen. What’s on your mind?” Esha inquired curiously.Arpit seized a moment of playful spontaneity and reached for the Nutella jar.
