She takes her bath in the early morning. I would watch her bathing from terrace daily. She would enter the bathroom and removes her sari first then sh... removes her blouse, then her bra and ties her petticoat till her chest. I had only got a very little time to view her boobs in the dim light. Finally one day I decided to have sex with her and I took leave on that day. She came in and I informed that I was in my leave. The silently went to the door and locked it while she was in the kitchen. She. She giggled."What?" I said. This was a bad sigh."You're peeking out," she said.I felt her finger go into the gap between my thigh and the leg of my shorts. Her finger tickled my scrotum. Closing her eyes, she put her face against my leg, and buried her face in my shorts. I felt her tongue gently flick against my sack, then her lips pinch a flap of skin, tug at it, and then release it."You're killing me," I said."You want me to let him loose?" she asked with a smile."God yes . . ." was my. Siskiya le rahi thi mene ek ungli uski chut k undar kar di wo aaahhh karne lagi ab me kafi tarap chuka tha mera lund fir jhadne wo taiyar tha mene kaha jaan me aane wala hu usne kuch nai kaha aur mera lund chusti rahi mene apana sar cum uske muh me chod diya mera pura badan akad gaya wo pura cum pi gai fir mere lund ko saf karne lgi wo boli maza agaya bht acha hai tumhra cum.Ab usne mere lumd ko chod diya aur boli ab tumhri bari hai jaan mujhe pyar karne ki aur apni chut ki tarf isara kiya mene. ”“I will. And thank you for dinner.”The next morning I put on a striped shirt and my new grey suit, but no necktie. (I put one into my attache case, however.) After breakfast I walked to the law offices just off Bridge Street. After exchanging the usual chit-chat, we got to business.“I need advice. I know I’ve dosh, but I’ve no idea how much, nor how – uh – liquid it is. Weena took care of all that. Next, I want to sell the house. I was there yesterday with Patrick, and it’s just too full of.