Main khada ho gya aur uska hath pakad ke uske pas baith gya. kuchh der bina bole dekhte rahe 1 dusre ko.Tabhi maine kaha k ankhen bnd kro main tumhare...liye gift laya hu. Wo khush ho gyi aur ankhen bnd kr li. Ab kya tha main uske samne aya aur use jor se banho mein bhar ke 1 pyara sa kiss de diya. Wo meri bahom mein machalane lagi aur chhurane lagi. Uska chehra gusse se lal tha. Lekin bol kuchh nahi rhi thi. Fir maine hi use chhor diya. Ab wo thora relax thi. Boli ye sb kya tha. Main-wahi jo. I peered out into the darkness. Where were these attacks coming from? Who was even doing this?Three arrows flew up the hill, Pyrriah’s sword slashing. She cut the first one, then the second. Wood flew through the air. She slammed her sword into the third. A great cloud of gray smoke burst around her. She gasped then her hair went out. She collapsed to the ground.“Chamomile!” Mother hissed. “Sleeping bomb on an arrow.”“Who is out there?” I demanded, anger rising through me. I thrust my senses. She smiled and took the soap, moving around behind me to wash my back. The glimpse of her naked body had the expected effect; a slight thickening below. Her hands felt wonderful washing me. Even if it’s innocent, being washed by another person is a sensual experience. I enjoyed her hands slipping over my back. I relaxed and let her wash my legs. However, when her hand glided up the inside of my leg to gently cup my balls, her washing became erotic, loving, sexy. She giggled when I clenched my. “Nahi, Main itna pagal nahi hoon. Chalo ab ghar chalte hain,” he suggested. Looking into his eyes, I could see he was getting hot again and that I would be royally fucked when we returned home.“Ok.” I said grabbing my purse and sliding from the booth. I left my dress unbuttoned as we walked to the exit. I could feel all the men’s eyes on me as my Mummy bounced as I walked along. Husband held the door for me as I stepped out into the cool night making my Chuchi become harder. We got in the car.