It was wonderful to quietly look at her. Then almost nightly I’d make her a cup of tea and take it to her in the bathroom. The door was always open ...nd, at the very least, I’d get to see her breasts and bush; more if she was shaving her legs. Most nights I’d stay for a while and wash her back for her with a big soapy sponge. Now and then if she was in a particularly languid mood I’d get to wash her breasts. Most of the time I was either naked or semi clad too. As I got older my cock was often. Karan slowly moved his head from her shoulder to her lips, and they locked into a deep passionate kiss. Running his hands over her, he brought them down to her soft back. Pallavi was wearing a Sari, which she often did for critical meetings.Karan was unable to resist. He brought his hands down to her back and then to her ass, softly squeezing and clutching it. He continued kissing her passionately. He started unravelling her Sari while she started unbuttoning his shirt.He pulled his vest out. She looked around her and found out it was actually a big room with a king sized bed in the middle. The bed! Hung on it was some silk-velvet curtains and she wondered how on earth wasn't she able to notice that last night 'oh okay, who can blame me?' she thought as a smile covered her face. She turned around to find a closed door, she moved towards it and opened the door "Bathroom, perfect!" she happily entered the bathroom and locked the door behind her, she let the sheet fall to the floor and. She let out a little moan and twitched her abdomen. I knew she was getting ready! Her fingers were going below my testicles as I raised my legs to facilitate them to go near my anus. She went further and gently made little circles around it. I was getting stiff again. Both of us knew there was more to come.I raised Anabelle on the table and made her kneel on her haunches. I placed her hands straight in front of her and lowered her from her waist. Then I raised her pelvis from her waist. Her.