“Yasmin—” he groaned, his head falling back. Indian hindi sex Her cry was muffled into the redhead’s mouth, her entire body quaking as the crowd pressed in closer, whispering, gasping, watching her unravel in Richard’s lap. Part of her wanted to hide. She trembled, shuddering in climax, then slumped forward. She looked up at Richard, her lips curving. Her blue eyes darted toward the watchers, then back to him, cheeks blazing. Not rushed, but steady, coaxing her lips apart until she melted into the kiss. Heat spilled inside her, filling her until she cried out, the force of it igniting something deep within her. “Well, maybe I can help you with the social experiment. Yasmin gasped against her lips, nearly forgetting how to breathe.
