With nothing but the flickering on the screen to occupy her mind, her thoughts started to wonder towards what had happened earlier. She saw herself ag...in as she stood there in the shower. She instantly felt aroused but couldn’t explain why. Something in the idea of how completely exposed she was made her heartbeat quicken. A smile curled her lips as she thought “what a little slut I am”. She now had this raw ambition to be caught m*****ing herself again. Having someone secretly watching her. I felt my cock growing achingly hard. I moaned passionately, allowing my hands to roam her body. Radha clung to me pulling hard on me with a hand round my neck. Her moans were intermittent but conspicuous. My hands reached her knees and started ascending on the smooth hairless flesh pulling the saree and the petticoat up. Our kissing continued for a while then she broke. Her hands pulled my banyans to leave the upper part naked. I slowly unbuttoned her blouse taking care not to rip or it would. ."Tony clicked his fingers and a shower of blows rained down on the immobile man, who cried out in pain as his face, ears, chest, legs and groin were pummelled. "Where the fuck is she?" I was asked," George finally confessed, groaning as he spoke. "P'lice said. If I get Annabel to them and talk I go free. But I dain't ask and she ran away. I didn't wanna be tied up and beaten up for grassin' ya up." Where is she?" I dunno," George told them honestly as rivers of blood streaked across his face,. It was small and round. I could see she was wearing pants under her gown. She had taken off her bra. I saw her put it in her bag.She turned around and asked me if I was going to take a shower. I answered sure and got up out of the chair. As I got up I look at the front of her gown. I expected to see low hanging tits, but was surprised to discover they weren't. I couldn't see anything but notice how they looked under her gown. Two of the top buttons were undone, but not enough to see anything..