“Baba’, she said gently, “I see that you are much disturbed these days.” “No, Its OK . Just that I feel lonely.”“Not just lonely Baba,�... she persisted,” you are hungry for sex. You need sex to calm your mind “I did not respond and she left to set the dinner. Dinner over Meena came back to my room and suggested that I lay on the bed while she gave me a massage. I protested but she would not take a ‘no’. She told me to wear a Lungi as it would be easier for Her to apply the oil on my legs. She. “How much do you weigh, anyway?” he demanded. When she replied that she weighed about 120, he glared at her and said, “You can’t! I weigh about double that. You couldn’t possibly hold me up.”“I regularly press 300 pounds,” she said, sticking out the tip of her pink tongue. “And much of your weight was still on the floor, anyway.”He started to argue, but then looked at her carefully. “My God!” he exclaimed in a whisper, “Those are muscles, aren’t they.”Then he grinned sheepishly and added, “When. ”He leaned me back far enough that I could rise up and impale myself on his throbbing maleness. Lengthwise he was just a bit over average, but he was so thick it felt as if he was splitting me in half, and I fucking loved it! I shoved myself further down, taking more of him, my juices more than enough to ease his passage. He took my hips in his hands and shoved suddenly upwards, filling me and I hit my first peak, screamed and shoved my cunt down again to meet him halfway. He lunged forward and. I thought how she will react as I made her almost naked at night and kept her almost like that only. Thinking of that I got very scared. Then I remember that I took her panty also in my hand but I couldn’t find that now.I started searching for that but was unable to find it, maybe she took it when she was cleaning the bed. Then she must have known what I had done. I was very scared to face her now. I still kept searching for her panty I raised my pillow and found the panty there. It was folded.