It had wooden walls and a concrete floor. I could tell the person making the sounds was a woman, because the steps could only be made by high heels. t...e only thing I wanted to know was 'who was the woman'? After a few minutes the steps stopped a I heard the woman unraveling something, a rope maybe? And that's when the pain came. there was pain all over from my upper back down to my lower back. this was when I realized I had no clothes on, except my boxers. Then I felt the women strap something. Wow it was very white and deep pink inside and we both enjoyed bathing and fucking in tat bathroom , since it was a large one we played a lot and had fun, den i took her in my arms to the bed room wit only a towel on her and throw d towel after entering d room and i fucked her in missionary very slowly and i loaded her once again , and we took bath again and i had my breakfast and went out to see my friends in native and wen i came back for lunch she was in a very hot black silk saree and she. He commenced the massage. It was superb. His warm hands ran the full length up the inside of her legs, stopping only where her Lycra shorts began, She lay there thinking, “That’s only about five centimetres short of my pussy.” She got a bit hot at that point. Silvio then attended to her back. He said, “I will unclip your bra so I can massage all of your back.” Em said, “Yes, okay.” He unclipped it with practised ease. Em liked a man who knew enough about life not to fumble the essentials. His. She further encouraged me to squeeze her breasts harder and harder. I started squeezing her superb pulpy breasts as hard as I could. Prema aunty was in great excitement. She was encouraging me with words like … …aur jore se… ..haan dear aur jore se dabaao ..badaa maja aaraha hai mujhe… …your hands are having great movements over my Boobs …. …you know how to squeeze breasts….dear press my boobs more hard…….yes….I like it…. And I went on exerting as much as pressure onto her firm and tight.