Then both bride and groom needed to take sacred bath and I told my sister to help Sarala and I will help raja. I have taken soap shikai and a cloth wh...ch to be used as Gochi. When I went with all this raja became red and I slowly led him to bathroom and made him to sit on stool and slowly applied oil on his body and hair. I suggested him to change to gochi with the help of towel. He was finding it difficult and I helped in removing his shirt and lungi and he was on his underwear. He was. I figured I just needed a little more time to get used to things and decided to give California a chance. At the end of my second week in the Golden State, Manny came in from work. "Hey, man. How's the grind?" I laughed at his scowl. "Shut up, Diz, you fucking freeloader." The words were mock-angry and Manny grinned at me. "Not my fault if you're a slave to the Man." "You got a lot of balls, saying stuff like that when you're staying in my house." "At least I've got balls. Don't you. He was super stunned when he started massaging my chest because my chest is 36c. I got quite horny. He was pressing my chest passionately. I asked him to stopped and I left for home. This happened for a couple of weeks. After few weeks he asked for my number and said he can give me home service. I agreed and gave him my number. On Sunday morning I was having a hangover and I badly wanted a full body massage. But I was not able to go out as it was heavily raining. I called him and asked him if. Maine niche khda hokar lund uski chut me dala or jhukkar uske boobs pakadkar tej tej shot marne lga. Wo dhakko ke sath hil rhi thi to usne apne pair farsh par rakh diye or chode kar liye or gand ko upar uthakar boli ab daal de.Maine waisa hi kiya. Ab uski gauri gand mere samne thi mai dhakke lgate hue uski gand ke chhed me ungli dalne lga. Kuchh der baad usne btaya ki wo thak gyi h to maine use apni god me utha liya. Usne apni dono tango ko meri kamar par lapet liya or hatho ko gardan par..