Ek din aise hi baton baton me maine unhe pucha bhabi apko non-veg jokes pasand h kya toh wo mana karne lagi phr maine bola ek bar padh lo bhr bolna no...mal jokes se bhi mast h yah nhi…Phr wo boli bhejo toh maine bhej diya usko padh hasi aur apna no share ki boli whatsapp me ao…Mai waha pe baten karne laga.Wo aur joke bhejo boli toh mai 3-4 bhej diya..Wo jor jor se hasne lagia ur puchi kal tum mere ghr ao nah..Toh mai bola apke pati honge phr wo boli tum berhampur ja rhe ho bol k ek week k liye. Both her hands started to caress my dick, gently coating my dick with the oil on her palms. Her fingers started moving gently on my dick and my meatballs.Occasionally just moving down to my inner thighs, again up to my navel gently caressing with her fingers. It was amazing it aroused me like never before. I never felt so good before. She did this a few times. Then she started to stroke my dick in her palms. Her touch made me mad and her stroking set my body on fire.The soft strokes by her. M hiDur tha mene Der na karte hue Ravi ko call kiya or Ravi ko sab bataya to Ravi man gaya or bola ki tu Dopaher ko 12 baje aaja tab koi nahi hoga ghar me or 12 bajne me 1 ghanta hi baki tha mene fat se Riya ko call kiya to mene bataya ki 12 baje is Addresh par pahoch jao, to wo boli thik hai or me ravi ke ghar pahoch gaya, bad me ravi ko bola yar tere pass massage ka oil hai?To wo bola sayad nahi hai but let me check, or mera nashib aacha tha ki oil mil gaya, tabhi riya ka call aaya ushne muje. “He probably won’t mind. I just need to wait until I get approval.”“Can you ask Tanvi?” Pilar asked.“I could, but she’s sequestered with Nick.” Rosangela looked deeply apologetic. When Pilar didn’t say anything, the young Italian woman made a gesture of surrender with her hands. “I can’t access the service contact database without client approval, but I do remember that one of your models - Amedea - works through a fashion temp agency we’ve used sometimes. They’re probably still in good.