Even though I had a kitchen, I hardly used it. Most of the time, I use it for heating things.I knocked on the door and Shanti opened the door. She was...wearing a saree, she was so beautiful. Her smile had reappeared.I came in and she brought me some water to drink. That was when I looked around. My house looked more like a home than before. I went to my room, it was also well arranged. I changed my dress and came to see a delicious meal prepared for me.“I have a day off tomorrow, can we go. He offered his hand, pulling her up when she took it. Silently, he led her up the staircase with its white balusters and stained handrail and then into her bedroom. The bed was unmade the sheets in an untidy mess, the duvet scrunched up to one side and the pillows bunched into crescent shapes where her head had been. Wordlessly, he turned her around to face him guiding her by the shoulders, then, gently pushing her backwards so that she sat on the edge of the bed. He untied the ribbon bows of. "It's lovely," I told her, stroking down her sides until my hands rested on her hips, "I could stay here like this, inside you, caressing your lovely body, for hours."She snorted."No, really," I said. "But if you want to do something, you can rise and fall, or rock backwards and forwards, or rotate your hips," I used my hands on her hips to encourage her to move in the ways I was suggesting, "and I believe if you adjust your angle, you can get the right pressure on your clit and that will make. " I had to admit, after I asked him for permission, I really did want to lick the soles of his feet. When I started licking I could sense the faint smell of his feet and also the salty taste of his soles. Surprisingly enough that only enhanced what was turning into an erotic experience and turned on even more. Standing up, he said, “Lie down here on the floor. I want to see how much of my foot can you take in your mouth.” knowing that resistance was futile I laid down. “Now open your mouth,.