A strange beam of light was in my room. It was coming from the bathroom. My lucky stars! Ruchika bhabhi used to have her ipod on at night and had prob...bly brushed accidentally against my side of the bedroom door and knocked off the key.I was shaking like a leaf when I knelt beside the door and peered inside. There she was, Ruchika, taking her saree off. She unwrapped the silk and stood staring at the mirror in her blouse and petticoat. I was stunned. Automatically my hands pulled out my cock. She had acted like a crazy woman the voices in her head seeming to make her temporally insane; until finally she kept getting the same message. "Follow, follow, follow." The bugs appeared to be gesturing to the underbelly of the ship. She could see a hatch open, creatures entering and leaving like the mouth of a giant ant hole. Although they didn't drag her she felt them slowly edging her towards it. She crossed her fingers locked behind her back and decided she had no choice but to. He continues on, working his way back to 30 and above. He kind of goeson autopilot and he starts thinking about everything else that's goneon, as well as what's to come. She slips back in to check on him ataround 40, and leaves without saying a word. He begins to think abouthow often she's checking and him and how yesterday he was worried thatthere might be a camera in here when she had made a comment about himmasturbating. This takes a load off his mind and convinces him thatthere mustn't be. When he was finished, Justin told me I gave a great blow job and pulled up his shorts. I wiped my mouth with the towel. He then picked up his cell phone and told me he wanted to take some photos of me. Now I don’t like my picture taken because I can be rather shy about things and I never did selfies and I thought it was rather silly he wanted to, but I let him. He started just normal pictures and then told me to pull up my top and show my breasts. I protested but he promised he was not.