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She turned to face me. Her wet hair was sticking to her forehead. A drop of rain slid down her neck and disappeared into her kurta's neckline. I swallowed hard.

For five seconds, we were frozen. My face was next to her ear. I could feel her heartbeat through the thin fabric of her t-shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. bhabhi ko car chalana sikhaya hot story top

"It beats faster when I touch you," she observed. "Does it beat this fast when Rajeev is around?" She turned to face me