Waiting for me is a warm, fluffy towel and he makes sure to pat away every drop of moisture from my body, well, almost every drop. The moisture that ...s now flowing from my sacred space, preparing a space for him can’t be merely wiped away. Once we are both dry, he will lead me to the bedroom and he will lay me down on the bed. He circles me, watches me, he prepares for his nightly prayers. Taking the mango-scented shea butter, he will warm some in his hands until it is melted and in a. " Keeping my hand on her clit, I moved between her legs. I slowly slide my fingers down to her opening and teased her by lightly pressing them to it, but not in. I could tell she was ready to die from the feeling, and she thrashed her hips back and forth. As I plunged my fingers in, I plunged my tongue between her pussy lips and found her clit. I thrust my fingers in and out of her while licking her clit like my life depended on it. Her moans only worked to make me go faster. Once I found the. So we were alone in my home. I was caressing her and gave her usual chocolate. Then she went to play in computer. Then I went to balcony for attending a call. Suddenly there was a power cut and I came back to take a bath. So I changed to a towel with no underwear. She was sitting in the computer table starring at my id card. She was making fun of me in the photo. I pinched her in her tummy and went to my bath room. She followed me. I just turned the solar-heater on and was waiting for hot. Seeing her dance around her apartment in her bra and shorts definitely aroused his curiosity for sure.He peeked out his kitchen window, which faced her building but couldn’t quite get any view of her window. The only place where he’d get any voyeuristic moments would be his backyard. Hard to be inconspicuous in the backyard. He sighed forlornly. ‘Something tells me though she knew I was out there,’ he thought to himself with a grin.He looked at the clock. It was only 7:30. He could have a cup.