I looked in the mirror and I don't remember what I thought, but surely I said something like: shit you look good. I left the house, I went to the gara...e, I opened the door, I went outside. I had not planned anything, for me, it would be a night like any other. Go outside, see a car approaching, show him my little ass when he passes me and, if he stops, immediately go home. But something happened. I saw a car approaching, a small vehicle, when it passed the front of my house, I saw the driver's. First the belt, then the zipper and then the button came under her assault. With one swift, yet remarkably strong tug, she had my pants and boxers off of me and gathered at my ankles. With random passion she dove down upon my erect member, standing there at attention. With her lips wide open, she impaled her mouth with it, taking it down as far as anybody has ever taken it. The sensation was unbelievable. As a breath inhaled past my still damp lips, a shudder surged through my body and. On such a fine day, in my IPD a patient was admitted named Kabir. Kabir was 26 years old & a son of owner of saree shop. Actually I forgot to mention that I love to wear sarees particularly Silk Sarees as it stuck to my assets perfectly and gives perfect idea about my figure to the viewers. Mean while in his treatment I became closer with Kabir. Kabir was quick responsive, witty, intelligent and naughty boy. After his discharge, one day I went to his shop to buy a new saree. He welcomed me &. “I could get used to this type of treatment.”“I’ll bet you could,” I quipped. “Remember I am just following his directions.”“My boyfriend’s directions.”“That’s right.” She held her head back as I poured hot water onto her head, and began shampooing her hair. I massaged her scalp as I worked the lather, and she made small, contented sounds as I worked silently, building the lather, and rinsing. I used her conditioner next. After rinsing again, I soaped up a bath puff, and began washing her.