I brought my hands to her front, pushed the bra cups up, and caught her breasts. I pressed my cock onto her ass feeling her panties material. All this...happened in a few seconds.Padma Aunty was still trying to pull her salwar up and was speaking on the phone. “What? I am ok, dear. What were you saying? Not today. You are coming next Saturday?” I was pressing her breasts, kissing her neck, pushing her against the sofa’s back by pressing her buttocks.She was trapped between me and the sofa. I knew. She looked so pretty and radiant. I was awestruck and so tempted with her ravishing beauty. When she came near me, I praised her how lovely she was looking. She blushed and smiled.I offered to drive her car and she obliged. I opened the door for her and we went to the city’s one of the best rooftop restaurants. Though the city’s view from the rooftop was amazing, I couldn’t take away my eyes from the stunning Pooja. The dress she wore suited her the best.We had some wine and food. Pooja kept on. My waist had narrowed quite a bit, and was as smooth and tight as the rest of my body. What really shocked me were my hips; they were quite full and luscious now, having spread even wider to accommodate something else. At that time I didn't know what that was, until I decided to turn my feminine body around to see my behind.The brunette in the mirror revealed that she had probably one of the tightest, cutest pair of buttocks I certainly have ever seen. I brought my delicate hands over my. Now, take away your arm..."Without really knowing why, Arya's began to slowly loosen its grip from her breasts. The Hound's eyes widened, his heart raced, and his cock began to throb. Strangely to Arya, the feeling of butterflies fluttering around in her stomach creeped up. Was she enjoying this? She wondered. She hated the Hound. But in another part of her mind, she loved the notion of him being excited at the sight of her half naked body exposed to his eyes..."You've grown, girl." You're.