“Shh,” he said. “Shh,” again. He spoke very softly: “Don’t speak. If you’re in pain or anything, shake your head now. Otherwise, nod. Do...you understand?”She nodded.“Good. I can get you a little water if you want. Nod if you want water.”She nodded again, and felt a straw at her lips. She took a sip of the ice water and felt it cool a throat she did not know until that moment had become dry. She swallowed, and swallowed again, until her throat was satisfied. She opened her mouth, and the straw. I could see her pussy lips faintly outlined through her petticoat. Her lovely behind was a foot away from my face! I immediately became hard, and couldn’t believe how good she looked. She seemed to realize this and righted herself and pulled at her tight panties a bit (I guess she had wedgies). She flushed a little and looked at me with her eyes wide, knowing what I must be thinking. She giggled and then smiled at me, then, clearly embarrassed, went to put her young son to bed. I went into the. Nisha aunty bol rahi thi ki aap ko bataya tha ki m achhi massagekrta huSangita- nahi rahane de.Main-achha to aap mujhe apna nahi manti.Main to aap ki sewa karna chahta huSangita-nhi esi bat nahi h.Main-to chalo m massage karta hu.Or m oil le aaya.Ab aunty man gayi or boli..Thik h mere bas pairo m dard h wha kar de.Mene aunty ko bed pe letaya or unhone saree knee tak kar ke let gayi.. Mene oil liya or malish karne laga.Main shi se malish kar raha tha un ka baharosa jeetne ke liye.Fir mene bola. Standing majestically upon the altar that once housed the arcane prison that suspended you in time, your eyes adjusted to the sight of the familiar gloomy chamber around you. It was the place where those impudent brats had entrapped you with their loathsome trickery, this specially sealed room of roughly hewn obsidian pillars and clusters of magic crystals forming upon the walls. You remembered that they were once a pristine cyan blue, flowing with latent mystical energy, naturally imbued with.