She started to smile and told me that she was worried about what I was about to ask I then asked her if she would allow me to touch her waist again. S...e was confused but said “Ok just once” I was happy as hell I went near her. She was wearing a saree as usual I went and knelt in front of her. She asked me “what?” I told her I just want to touch it I knelt in front of her and kept my right hand on her waist my dick was rock hard by now I pressed it a little and looked at her…she was smiling. I. Finally, I had a slut tattoo in my back neck and two nude men pointing their cock in my lower abdomen just above my pussy and a middle finger in my lower back and a tongue in my cleavage.I felt that it was over. But Shyam told the shopkeeper to print some words in my biceps. It states “PRESS MY BOOBS AND GET A FREE KISS.” He told to print it on both of my biceps. Finally, after having all the tattoos. I wore my t-shirt and my jeans and began to left the shop. Suddenly the shopkeeper came. Your moans sounds so heavily in my ear as my lips continue to kiss on your neck as your pussy grips tight on my dick. I take your other hand into mine placing our hands on the wall as I kiss you deeply again. Your eyes close as our lips lock yet your still moaning for the slow hard and deep thrusts im penetrating into you. Your hands grip as tight on mine as your pussy is on my dick as your juices keep flowing out of you. I use my legs to push us off the wall as we float in the air my hips. However, for some time I thought that my mind was the only dirty thing about her. Always properly dressed, in blouses and skirts, or jeans which do not challenge the society in any way. That is, apart from advertising her nicely curbed body beneath the clothes. But no excesses of skin or visible under wares. Therefore it surprised me the more when I caught her, about a year ago, playing with herself quit openly. Or at least, if not public, not particularly discrete. We had spent the day in the.