I turn on the faucet, the water rushing from the tap, so urgent, so desperate, it feels so cold. My feet are so cold, the tile biting my toes, my only...sensitivity, my extremities. In the dark I can see her, she is looking at me, she has come to me, she has come back. As I place my glasses to my head, it all becomes so desperately clear. A mirror image, it is my own face, my own sunken eye sockets, my cheekbones pointed and noticed. I have become so thin. What would she think of me, this shell I. .a leash attached to the porch rail on both sides limits my movement....the warm breeze gently blows across my naked body...kneeling on the porch step my hands laced in front of me pushing my full round breast together...my strong desire for your thick throbbing cock as you stand on the porch with your jeans undone...teasing my lips making my mouth open wide for it… making my neck press against my collar as I stretch out for it...my mouth waters watching your fingers squeeze your shaft firmly. And she told me, “Not plain, dear, strawberry for me and chocolate for Sanvi.” I was shocked and excited. I got condoms from a nearby store.By the time we reached the hotel back, it was almost 10:30 pm. So Sanvi seemed tired and went to her room to sleep. She told Harita, “Mom, enjoy, see you tomorrow morning.”Then Harita and I went to the room. I stripped her saree bit by bit, and we went to shower all naked. She gave me a nice blowjob, and holding dick after the shower, she made me lie down. Jamir explained in hushed tones that, in keeping with tribal tradition, the young woman had been chosen to serve the Chief when she reached the age of eighteen.When the Chief emerged from the door of his hut, the first thing I noticed was his very large potbelly that jiggled with his steps. His long grey hair pulled back in a ponytail looked slightly ludicrous. And so was the large ring through his nose. When he smiled, half of his teeth were missing. His skin was very dark and leathery.He.