We started to chat normally and know each other formally.Asha was basically from Coimbatore, who has done her bachelor in engineering. She happens to ...ave worked in Bangalore for about a year in an IT company. Once her marriage was fixed she resigned her job.She even confessed to me that, she has no experience of any sort in the physical life (Not even kiss) with a guy which was really shocking to hear in this generation. She later told me that the reason for the lack of experience is her dumb. Regard and respect, not pity, seemed to be the best tonic for our unfortunate mates. # Our command staff kept working on the theory of alien hostility. One idea we floated was that the Assies were subjecting us to psychological torture to break our spirit. But why? We were already their prisoners. If they wanted to break us, they had a thousand simpler methods to go about it. In fact, they had given no sign that they were interested in us at all. Or had they. At the office, (before lockdown) once a month for the afternoon I agreed to swap out my blouse and wear one of those very see thru blouses, provided I wore a jacket, we compromised that my jacket would stay undone. I kept the blouses at home taking one in for that day, but then of course one day I forgot. He had me go naked under my jacket that afternoon and actually it was quite good, it was not unlike the first time I went in without underwear, I got quite aroused, because unlike the absence. ” Before I could take in her words, she was lapping at my clit with her tongue, sending shockwaves through me. I could only imagine my juices running down her face as I became wetter and more in need of her. My breathing started getting faster, and that’s when she inserted first two fingers, and then three into me. “Jesus you’re so wet!” Her tongue started lapping wildly, and I could feel my orgasm building rapidly as her fingers brushed against my g-pot. Oh God, oh God, oh- “Yes! Yes! YES!” I.