Preethi Sharma low neck blouse cleavage

Preethi Sharma was never shy about her body. As an actress on the popular Malar TV series, she was no stranger to nudity and sex scenes. However, the director of the show, Ravi Patel, had always been respectful and never pushed her too far.

That changed when a new director took over. A man known for his provocative and boundary-pushing work, he had a reputation for getting the best performances out of his actors by any means necessary.

“Preethi, I need you to slip off your saree for this next scene,” he told her during a photo shoot. “I want to see that beautiful blouse cleavage of yours.”

Preethi hesitated. She had never been asked to do something like this before. But the director was insistent, and she didn’t want to disappoint him.

She slowly began to slip off her saree, revealing her blouse and the ample cleavage that the director had requested. She could feel his gaze on her, and it made her feel both uncomfortable and excited at the same time.

“Now, Preethi, I need you to tear your blouse,” the director said, his voice low and husky.

Preethi’s heart skipped a beat. She had never done anything like this before. But the director was insistent, and she didn’t want to disappoint him. She hesitated for a moment, then reached up and tore her blouse open, revealing her lacy bra and the curves of her breasts.

The director’s eyes widened, and he let out a low whistle. “That’s more like it, Preethi. Now, I need you to remove your bra.”

Preethi’s heart was racing now. She had never been asked to do something like this before. But the director was insistent, and she didn’t want to disappoint him. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground.

The director’s eyes were glued to her breasts now, and Preethi could feel her nipples hardening under his gaze. She felt a sudden surge of arousal, and she couldn’t help but wonder what the director had in mind for her next.

“Now, Preethi, I need you to spread your legs,” the director said, his voice low and husky.

Preethi hesitated for a moment, then did as she was told. She could feel the cool air on her bare skin, and she knew that the director could see everything. She felt vulnerable and exposed, but she also felt a strange sense of power.

“Now, Preethi, I need you to touch yourself,” the director said, his voice even lower now.

Preethi’s heart was racing, but she did as she was told. She reached down and began to touch herself, feeling the wetness between her legs. She closed her eyes and let out a soft moan, lost in the moment.

The director watched her, his eyes dark with desire. He could see the wetness on her fingers, and he knew that she was ready for him. He stepped closer to her, his dick hard in his pants.

“Now, Preethi, I need you to take off my pants,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Preethi’s heart was pounding now, but she did as she was told. She reached down and unbuttoned his pants, letting them fall to the ground. His dick sprang free, hard and ready for her.

The director stepped closer to her, his dick pressing against her wetness. Preethi let out a soft moan as he entered her, filling her up. He began to thrust, hard and fast, and Preethi could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge.

Suddenly, she felt herself falling over the edge, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. She cried out, her body shaking with pleasure. The director continued to thrust, harder and faster now, until he too reached his climax, filling her up with his warmth.

They stood there for a moment, panting and sweating, their bodies still entwined. The director looked down at her, a satisfied smile on his face.

“That’s a wrap, Preethi,” he said, pulling out of her.

Preethi looked up at him, a wicked smile on her face. “I think we can do even better next time,” she said, her voice low and sultry.

The director’s eyes widened, and he let out a low whistle. “I can’t wait,” he said, his voice filled with desire.

And with that, the photo shoot was over, but the real fun was just beginning.