My Steamy Story: "I am a 20 years old young indian handso...

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Okay, so I need to spill the tea about this absolutely unhinged thing that happened last night, no cap. I’m Savita, 39, living my best single life in my own house, and I rented a room to this 20-year-old guy, Arjun. He’s fine as hell, total zaddy energy, but I’m trying to be professional, bestie. Anyway, last night, I’d just showered and tossed my favorite pair of black lace panties—the ones that hug my pussy just right—into the hamper in the hall bathroom before heading to bed.

So I’m in my room, low-key scrolling, when I hear the bathroom door creak open. I peek out and see Arjun’s shadow. My heart starts pounding, ngl. I watch him through the crack in the door, and sheesh… he picks up my panties from the hamper. I see him bring them to his face, inhaling deep, and his whole body tenses. I should have been mad, but honestly? I was so turned on. I walked in, quiet as a ghost, and was like, "See something you like?"

He literally jumped, shook AF, his eyes wide. I just took the panties from his hand, put them back, and then slid my hand down his sweatpants. OMG, his dick was already rock hard and throbbing. I dropped to my knees right there on the cool tile, took his entire length into my mouth, and went to town. The sounds he made… god, the moans. I worked his cock with my lips and tongue until he was gripping my hair, bucking into my throat, chanting my name. When he came, it was iconic. I swallowed every drop, looked up at him, and was like, "My room. Now." The main character energy was on a hundred, period.