I also looked in her eyes and she came running towards me and hugged me and kissed on my chest over the shirt.I also hugged her and keep patting her b...ck. It was not a sexual feeling but we understood so many things from that touch of each others. Saroj then recovered from her emotions, however, her eyes were still watered. I told her not to cry anymore. I told her the same and she could not control herself. She started crying silently and again put her head on my chest. My shirt was wetting. The room looked like a prison cell. Just a toilet and a sink, but no bed. The floor was linoleum tiled. In one corner were a pile of cardboard boxes and a large stack of newspapers, mostly New York Times. The door had a trap door at the bottom that could be opened from the outside. Next to the door were two holes in the wall about four feet apart."This is your room. You will be fed and washed. You noticed the two holes next to the door. They are glory holes. Men stop by during the day, mostly. I had the movie playing, my cock nice and hard with my hand wrapped round it and a bead of precum glistening on the head when I had a feeling that someone was watching, turning my head to the hole on the right I saw a beautiful set of red lips being licked by a luscious tongue. She fingered the hole to tell me to come over, I was still unsure if this was a woman yet or not but those worries were dispelled almost immediately as she unbuttoned her shirt and flashed me her tits quickly. Then got. Erpor 2-3 minit bade dekhi o nijei pod dulie thap debar chesta korche, ami bujhlam magir batha kome gache. ami abar aste aste dhokate thaklam, ebar kichukhkhon bade aro 1ta jore thap die purota dhukie dilam, o ebaro chitkar korchilo,,, ar gali dichchilo. sala bokachoda bolchina aste aste thap mar,, ami bollam magi jore thap na dile moja pabinato… kichukhkhon ebhabe thap marte marte o bollo raaj tumi niche eso, ami bollam bes to cholche abar ki holo… o bollo jamonti bollam thik tamonti kor.