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I walked quickly to the door hoping that it was my husband who returned early. " and held a plastic box with a picture of a woman in bra and panties. He was walking towards the station to catch his train and wanted to try his luck in our place, on the way.But it was a figure I could hardly make out standing at the door totally drenched. I told him to stay inside for some time as it was raining heavily.

The room was so much charged with sex at that moment, the silence from me, was taken to be a roaring approval. In this brief conflict, the needs overtook the reason and I continued to clean the blade while was enjoying the feeling of his hand on my thigh.His hand was soft but firm and was creeping up inch by inch.He shook the stool gently and quickly said ..."Madam, the base of the stool is not good.I shall hold you along with the stool to be safe...” With that his left hand was on my foot. And muttered an aimless "Thanks" to him, tried to clean further... Within a few seconds, I felt his hand creep up a bit. I felt his hand creep up on my bare leg and rest on the knee for a while... One side of my brain was screaming to warn that I am at the 'point of no return' while the other half was already lulled and taken over by needs and desire. రోజంతా పని చేసి విసిగి వేసారి పోయిన మీ జీవితానికి ,మీ ఒంటరితనానికి కమ్మని నా మాట తో మరియు ఈ సొగసుల ఆట తో మంగళం పాడండి .

మిమ్మల్ని శృంగార ప్రపంచం లో ఓలలాదించదనికి సిద్దమైన రసాల పూకు ని రుచి చూస్తారా? మీ మొడ్డ లకి పని చెప్పండి నా పూకు దూల తీర్చండి Hello guys, I am roopa..He was treated with a wonderful view of my bra-free breast juggling while I was cleaning the second blade.Armed with the knowledge that I am devoid of any undergarments and my body had already given its approval via the erect nipples and glistening thatch below, he made the next move.I told him that I needed to clean the fan as it is quite dirty too and switched off the fan, Placed the stool underneath the ceiling fan. I continued cleaning and looked down to see him get a great view of my navel.I climbed over the stool and told him to fetch the dirty cloth as I forgot to pick up before mounting on the stool. His face was actually only inches away and I could feel the hot air from his breath brush the base of my belly. I had to stretch my hand wide, away from me and part my legs wider too, when I started cleaning the first blade of the fan in order to reach till the tip. The little murky light showing up in the sky from what's left of the day added to the romantic effect of the whole setting.