Then she sighed, put her glass down and stood. I watched as she walked to me, extended her hand to me. I took it and she pulled so I rose from the sea.... She took the glass from my hand and carrying it led me to the door she had indicated. Like the rest of the place, the bedroom was vast. The bed was covered in dramatic red spreads, similar in colour to her dress and looked like silk. The walls were draped with tapestries. The view from the windows was no different from that of the sitting room.. "Now pay attention girls - this may look like a perfectly respectable Muslim couple in a nice house just down the road. Doctor Hassan is an eye surgeon and his gorgeous wife in the red burqa is Nusrat"The camera panned down the handsome doctor's legs until his bare feet showed poking out below his smart slacks."Did you see his packet" one of the girls giggled, but went very quiet as they watched the handcuffed man struggling to undo the belt, drop his trousers and kneel at his wife's feet.All. To my luck a girl came out over the balcony I saw her she was wearing a loose top and pajamas. She was looking cute but I was not able to see her figure properly as I was a little bit far from her building but still I was staring at her. We both got the eye contact but she ignored me. And I was continuously staring at her. At night I masturbate by imagining her, after that day it was almost a routine for me to stare out her at the balcony and she also come daily into her balcony.One day when. I took m hands little lower and started caressing her pussy are on her nightwear and that’s what i feel worked the most where she lost he grin and i could understand she is now all ready…she showed lesser resistance when i pulled her nightwear up and was wondering why she is not resisting and for my luck when i was about to remove her panty what i see is no resistance what so ever..and then i started fingering her and she lost her mind and started moaning like anything.i stopped for a moment.