Anjali sighed, her eyes closed in ecstacy.

Anjali : don't stop, Please don't stop.

Raj sucked on her breast while his hands clutched Anjali's butt through her pajamas.

He wrenched the hem down and lightly slapped her naked butt.

She whimpered.

"Oh," Anjali said. "Oh my god."

The delivery man, Raj let go of her left breast and started licking her right nipple.

Anjali looked down at him, her face contorted into an expression of pleasure.

With his purplish tongue going over and over her nipple, Raj maintained eye contact with her.

With every sigh she made, he seemed to grow in stature.

His hands have more attention on my butts now, looks like boobs lose the attraction now and this guy wants more.

Raj (whisper in my ear) : would your husband be okay with you being completely naked next to me?

Anjali looked at him even as the raj went back to sucking on her breasts.

Anjali : Tarak, give me a minute please.

I get up and went a step closer, she held me by the back of the neck, and kissed my lips.

She moaned through our kiss, her sensitive nipples still in the Raj's mouth.

Anjali : uhmm.... He thinks that I should take off few more clothes. (Hesitated but wants permission)

Tarak : more clothes, you have left this Pyjamas and Panties only, what more than this can happen?

Anjali : uhmmm. Yes you are right.

Tarak laughed.

Anjali : what happened?

Tarak : say it na that you wanna display more to him?

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