While I was having my breakfast the servant said to tie a belt around my waist over the lungi, so that the lungi does not slip down. I said that I am ...ot used to such things and told her why she entered my room, without my telling, she said that she had knocking on my door for a long time and as there was no response from me, she had entered inside. As the next day was a Monday, I had told her to wake me early and she did the same and the whole week passed off. On Saturday her Husband – Dass. .oh.....god.....I'm cumming!”She gushed her juices all over his hand. He bent and lapped it up as it flowed out. Her inner muscles clutched at his fingers over and over again. He let her recover while he removed his clothes. He bent down and kissed her lips, letting her taste her own juices. Her breathing had slowed down a little. He whispered, “You’re mine, now and forever.” Then he positioned his body between her legs, guided his cock to her wet pussy, rubbing the head of it with her juices.. Touch me. Feel me. You’re still nowhere to be seen, but I feel your hungry gaze upon me. Imagination, perhaps, but it feels very real. It’s no longer him I’m dancing for, it’s you. Just that realization makes me wet. I can feel the seam of my skin tight jeans pushing the thin cotton of my panties between my outer lips, knowing that if I was to take off my pants, there’d be a tell tale dark strip. I’m damp. Moist might be more appropriate. It’s not helping that I feel his hands caressing my. I was wondering if I’d made a mistake by not getting her to do something to me. She just smiled sat back in the chair.Then she lay back with her legs on either side of the window, took the dildo and started rubbing the large head of the fake dick up and down her hairless cunt lips. I must admit that I became mesmerized by her act, and I started to jack my dick a little faster. She started easing the big dick into her pussy. Her pussy was stretching more than I thought one could. Within a.