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Shr: then just pull out of me and let me sleep. I feel sleepy.

Aak: irukum di irukum. Thoongalamnu sonnavana mood ah mathitu ippo unaku thookam varum.

Shr chuckled: neenga avlo weak ah iruntha naan enna pannatum. Pesama thoongunga.

Aak: ippadiyeva?

Shr: appadiye than.

Aak: ammu, therinju than pesuriya di. Valikum.

Shr: ama valikuthu. But enaku ippadi than thoonganum.

Aak smiled: sari naan unaku oru gift tharanu sonnanla. Atha paathutavathu thoongu.

Shr whined: kalaila paathukalam, Mi, thookam varuthu.

Aak: intha pakam thirumbi mirror ah paaren. Thookam paranthu poidum.

Shr: appadi enna therigirathu.

She turned to other side and saw themselves in the full size mirror. Her saree and hairs were disheveled. Upto her knee was exposed and she could even see the lightly exposed skin of her thigh, which was pressed against his pant zip, which was left open.

She could clearly picture him buried deep inside her with their reflection in the mirror, which made her to blush heavily and her sleep was long forgotten.

Suddenly she felt a cold feel on her waist and found him sliding her waist with the platinum waist chain. It was a plain chain, which had two little palms at the place of hook and it would get attached with the magnetic force.

Shr: super ah iruku, Aakash. Enna thidirnu?

Aak: ithu varaikum naan unaku ethuvum gift pannathe illala. Athum namma first time ippadi velila vanthurukom athu memory ah eppavume namma kooda irukanumnu than.

Shr pouted: but en friends paatha kindal pannuvanga theriyuma. Enga vaanguna eppo vanguna. Oru mathiri shy ah iruku, pa.

Aak: ithu low waist chain da. Velila theriyathu. Namma private things ah naan yaarum paakura mathiri vida maatan.

Shr: appo neengalum paaka mudiyathe.

Aak: inime veetla irukapo nee...

Shr cut off: dress podamalan sutha mudiyathu.

Aak traced the chain: naan appadi solluvanu unaku yen thonuchu? Thayavu senju un online booksla padichanu solliratha.

She smiled sheepishly at him, making him roll his eyes.

Aak: naan dress podama iruka sollala. Veetla irukum pothu low waistla saree kattu. Semmaya iruka sareela. Naan matum than unna ippadi sareela pakanum. Appo waist chainum theriyumla.

Shr: veetla saree ah! Chance eh illa.

Aak: athellam nee kattuva. Kattanum. Come let's sleep.

He moved back with her and closed his eyes, controlling himself from flipping her and thrusting into her due to the friction happened during the movement. Shruti was also equally affected and had an itching to ride him once again, feeling his little one's poking inside her. But controlled herself and closed her eyes, keeping her head on his chest.

Finally, they both fell asleep after lots of struggle in controlling themselves for another make out. Morning, Aakash woke up at his usual time and found her above him, sleeping like a baby.

He bit his lips, since his morning wood tested his all patience to take her down him them and there, especially when her walls were squeezing it. He had an urge to move inside her. He restrained himself from doing so with lot of difficulties and pulled out of her slowly.