Brushing against her ass was a bloody routine for me had been doing it all the time… But the real fun started two yrs back..then lets go for thatI w...s preety friendly with the bitch all along … I dont kno wat gv me the courage… This day she was washing the bartan when i went ryt behind her n tickled her on her stomach… She reacted..man was i scared??!!!She only she said was “ha mujhe waha gudgudee nahi hoti!!!” this made me bolder…I asked her “to kidhar hoti hai???”…. “kya saheb kaisa sawal. With a quick stabbing motion, he tapped the point repeatedly over the sensitive skin. She gasped, then began to moan quietly as the needle danced over the engorged button of flesh. The pressure was never enough to draw blood, but sufficient to deliver minute quantities of the drug just below the surface of the tender nipple. He returned the needle to the shining vial, wetting the tip again and again, until both nipples lay wet and glistening in the harsh light.He stopped, watching the circles. Then I pulled away, rolled over, and from the drawer of the bedside stand I pulled a container of lotion. “Lie on your stomach. I would like to give you a back rub.” Erin obediently lay on her stomach in the middle of the bed. I sat astride her hips, my cock resting in the pale crack of her ass. Warming a handful of lotion, I then began a slow, sensuous, deep massage of her shoulders. As I dug and pinched and rubbed, Erin’s body relaxed. Her breathing deepened and slowed, and soft cooes of. ‘Where is the sweet innocent looking Noni?’ I ask myself, am convinced that the woman in my bedroom cannot be my Noni, no, if she were, she won’t be all this confident; she would never tease me like this. She smiles as if reading my mind and touches my thigh, still teasing her clit with the fingers of her right hand, I shiver and look down at my naked body, I think how unfair this is, and why won’t the woman let me see her small sexy boobs? She leans forward even more and lightly licks my.