He exhaled on her mound, the V shape serving almost as an arrow, pointing towards her exposed clit.

Karan is not moving his face closer to her pussy, so Tejasswi moved once and touch her clit to his lips.

But he wait, She could feel the hot warmth of his breath hitting her pussy lips, and the sensation made her even wetter.

Without breaking eye contact, he gave her a long, slow lick, all the way from the bottom of her opening to the hood of her clit.

The direct touch that she had been craving made her throw her head back in pleasure, and grab his head with both hands.

Tejasswi : mhmmm.. How you bring new technique everytime Karan. Ahhhhhh.

He began to kiss and lick more earnestly, swirling his tongue feverishly around her clit.

Her hips began to gyrate slightly against his grip, unable to stop themselves from moving in tandem to his rhythm.

His tongue slipped lower, sliding around her labia, taking them into his mouth and sucking on them gently.

Her fingers curled into his hair as her mouth opened in a silent cry, her face turned up towards the ceiling.

He lapped at her, licked at her, and finally, pushed inside of her.

The wet warmth of his tongue met the wet warmth of her pussy, and she could feel herself quickly climbing towards an orgasm.

Tejasswi : Oh God, Karan baby, don't stop, don't stop!

She managed to get out, the effort to speak almost being too much.

She could feel him smile against her pussy, and he moved back up to her clit.

She started grinding herself onto him, helpless against the pleasure flowing through her.

Just as she thought it couldn't get anymore intense, she felt two of his fingers slide into her.

She groaned, moving insistently now against his one restraining hand on her hip, as he quickened the pace of his fingers.

Tejasswi : Karan, I'm...I'm so...close...yes, right there... (she gasped)

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