This is because the goddess usually stands/sits nude on her husband’s chest and that picture in my mind made me horny. However, I put her leg back o... bed and went out to get some cold drinks. (It was due to cover my prick from her). I went to bathroom to masturbate and to get rid of the hard on as well. Next day I saw her going to her room after taking bath with a wet petticoat around her only. Yesterday’s conversation was still in my mind and her big round ass aroused me. I went to study room,. Her name is Urmila Krishnan.I guess,she is 21 years, dusky and a seductive temptress from head to toe.She is around 5.7′ in height and might be around 60 kgs.She was neither too fat nor too thin.But the most captivated thing about her was her boobs. I always speculated that her size must be 38D. From the first day I seen her, I thought that she was conservative kind of a person who wears Salwar Kameez most of the time.The day we came across I saw a hidden desire in her eyes. So I decided to. As he climbed from the small socket, the black scale tattoos on his torso almost seemed to ripple underneath the glistening droplets of water that still clung to his body.“It truly is a shame” he said, never taking his eyes of her as he came towards her slowly. And where it had been him, just a few short hours ago, that had sat before her, bound at hands and feet, it was now her kneeling before him, motionless. Chamara knew that even in a room filled with the horrors of countless horrible. Young.Anyway this particular story started one cool summer evening. My uncles friend and his 2 cronies had picked me up and taken me with them to the outskirts of the city, we hopped out of the car in a desolute area and walked towards some wooded area that in the day would’ve been a public park.As we made our way into the bushes surrounded by trees in an open public park I suddenly heard voices, many many voices. I realised then that there was more than these 3 men here tonight. I wasn’t.