She threw it over the frosted glass door and the handle for the shower squeaked as she twisted it to just under the hottest setting. Her muscles were ...ching from her workout downstairs, she had been to the gym every day for a week now and she desperately needed powerful hot water against her shoulders. The bathroom had several stalls, all empty except the one she was in, and she was grateful for the silence except for the heavy beating of the water on the tiled floor. Steam began to gather as. If they were going to hurt me, they wouldn't feed me right before they did. Right?I slid my feet to the floor, the old carpet rough beneath my bare feet. The tray thrust at me. I took it, staring into the man's eyes. They were the only part of him I could see. I stared into them and frowned. There was something familiar about them.“Imam Karimi?” I said, furrowing my brow.The man stiffened. “No, no, not this man.” His voice was gruff like he was trying to lower it. “Mistaken.“No, no, it is you,. I then asked her to undress, she quite readily removed her shirt and her bra and showed me her boobs -which were not very big but firm exactly the type I liked, she then was about to pull down her jeans but asked me if I could show her my cock , I agreed and she pulled down my trousers and removed my tool and held it then removed her jeans and then her panty, her cunt looked nice I felt it and put my fingers in it , it was really hot and juicy but quite tight as she was a virgin, I then asked. I was on cloud nine.She shuffled the cards and I won. She got up and removed her salwar. I got a great view of her thunder busty thighs and a good look at her black panties. She got back into sitting position and had a sly smile on her face. The next two rounds I lost and I lost my tee and vest in that manner. My 6 inch cock was rock hard and had formed a huge tent in my boxers. Mallika was keenly having a look at my boner. I won the next round she removed her salwar and she was in her black.