To wo chup go gyi maine usme stroke dene start kiye …..Mai uske upar tha or use chodne lga or maine uske boobs dabaye to wo haat hatane lgi or chill...ne lagi mujh per mai use dheere dheere chod rha tha or aisa karte karte mujhe 4 minute ho gaye the or uske baad main sahi mood mai agaya or usko chhodne lga kamse kam 4 minute hone wale the or maine apna bahar nikaal diya or usme ungli daali wo fir gaali dene lagi maine use itna preshaan kardiya tha ke wo gaaliyan dene lagi thi mujhe or mujhe hasi. She felt playful and asked him to put some oil on her legs as well. Rahul was kind of dumbstruck, his heart was beating faster but he finally agreed, in reply to which, Savita raised her saree slightly above her knees.Savita: There you go.Rahul started to apply the oil. He was enjoying this exertion particularly. Rahul’s heard raced whenever his hands touched Savita’s thighs inside her saree.Savita: It feels so nice. Do you mind covering some more of my thighs? Let me raise my saree a bit. ”“How long will you continue?”“Until master decides that I’ve satisfied my obligation.”“And you’re happy with that?”“Unless someone helps me escape, that’s my life.”“He would be very upset at anyone who helped you escape.”“If someone did… I’d be very grateful.”“Grateful?”“I’ve given myself to dogs. I certainly would do no less for a person who helped me.”“That would be a big risk for both of us.”“If there’s any way – any way at all.”“I don’t know.”“Did you drive here?”“Yes.”“Does your vehicle. “This absurd urge to fuck you.” He said it like he was stating an item on a menu. Janelle turned and went to the door. She stopped and stared at the door handle. She heard him approach. She felt his hand slide across her belly. Her shirt was a thin, blue and made of silk. It felt like it had already torn off under his fingers. Janelle thought of Dennis’ fingers, which she’d sucked the night before. She felt his tongue swishing from side to side on her clitoris and up and down. His fingers were.