"No, no, but somehow ... I need to help you.She gave me a weak smile and continued to examine the ceiling with her good eye."Could you please bring me...a glass of water?" she said.I stood up and hurried toward the kitchen. When I got back, I put the glass on a low table and sat beside her. Her body felt limp and surprisingly tender in my arms as I lifted her into sitting position. Supporting her back, I brought the glass to her lips. She moistened them, and glanced at me. I waited as she sipped. She tease me next with her lips by rubbing them against the tip, even twirling her tongue around it. I let a moan of excitement as I watch her play with my cock. "You like that huh? I guess you'll like the rest of of this then." She opens her mouth and takes my cock all the way down to the base. Silenia gags a bit before it fits comfortably in her mouth. I'm in awe at the sight of her deepthroating me. She slowly begins to pull back, keeping her lips tight against the shaft. She does this a. Here," she said, passing him the glass.Well, it would be a shame, George thought. Before he knew it, he'd tipped the glass back and poured the whole contents down his throat."Heh, seems like you really like it," Nicole said. "Why don't you bring the bottle with you?"Whoa, George thought as bubbles of light-headedness trickled up through his brain. He was probably going to regret this come tomorrow morning. Against his better judgment he picked up the bottle anyway. Damn stuff was so. The reason. Her pallu was hanging down , her saree up to her waist and adjusting her saree folds at the waist was her hands , put through inside her petticoat to its rim.She was wearing only a small white string like blouse (later came to know it as bra ), with its front hooks opened I gaped at her chest which was swollen like small water melons with brownish pointed tips and a small circular brown patch around it ( later came to know as tits and areola ) . And when I ran my eyes down to see.
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