To usne bola ki fir roka kisne tha tumhe. Mai samjh gya ladki razi hai. Maine kaha public bhut thi corner mai hote kahi tab dikhata. To usne kaha ki k...l corner mai bhi mil lenge. Fir maine usko next din moka dekh ke hug kiya but or kuch nhii fir wo boli ki ese hug krte h. Mai samjh gya ki ye puri razi h fir agle din maine usko hug ke sath sath uske boobs bhi bda diye kya mast boob hai uske soch kr abhi bhi lund khada ho gya or kiss to itni jabardast hui ki baata nhi sakta mai uski puri ki puri. “Oh my God,” I blurted out. Pooja giggled and tousled my hair. “Don’t worry, Samir. I’ve got this.” She nudged me to sit down on the edge of the bathtub and then got on her knees.What followed remains one of the most memorable blowjobs of my life. Pooja took my swollen member out of my shorts and began to lick the shaft like a Popsicle. Her one hand cradled my balls, which she planted occasional kisses on, while her other hand stroked down the base of my cock. I strained to keep myself from. All of a sudden a heavy air hit her it seems her pallu just got widened and exposed me of her navel. For the first time in my whole life, I was rewarded for what I have been working on… After seeing it I just wanted to rub my tongue on her tummy and just roll my tongue on her navel. Just wanted to roll my tongue until she pleads me to stop and jump in the sexual cry. But I was just recording it. She didn’t adjust it, as she might have thought that no one is around. I finished my recordings and. I could move my right arm but not my left, so I looked down my body. Neither arm was overly bandaged, but the left arm had been strapped to the bed, probably to keep me from moving it; it was where the IV tubes were going. I reached my right hand across to scratch, and that hurt, quite a bit, as did anything else involved in moving my upper body. Still, after a bit, I felt able to control things, and unstrapped my arm and gave myself a good scratch.As I slowly explored what had happened to me,.