MALLU SERVENT S
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am an Indian housewife age 40 living in the |
true incident in my life, which happened last year. I had all along a very active |
and satisfying sex life with my husband Girish and our swapping friends in the |
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Dehradun (UP). After few days I was there my brother's family needed to attend |
a wedding of my bhabhi's cousin sister in |
the wedding but being a very hot summer I liked Dehradun's cool climate better |
and decided to stay in Dehradun. My brother promised me to come back within |
three days. He said that since I will be alone in the house he would fully |
instruct his servant to take care of me when they are away and I should not |
have any problems. I told him not to worry about me and if I get bored I can go |
sightseeing around Dehradun and Mussoorie. |
They had a servant Gopal, who worked full-time in their house and helped |
them in cooking, cleaning, and other domestic works. He was quite young and |
if my guess goes right, he must be around 17-18 years old. He must not be more |
than 5'6” tall, with very slim small frame body. Gopal was quite dutiful, |
efficient and honest and because of these reasons, every one liked him. My |
bhabhi explained everything to Gopal and they left for the wedding in the |
morning. |
At noon Gopal made lunch for me, which I ate and since it was really hot I went |
to the bedroom to lie down. Soon, because of the heat I started having |
headache and body ache and could not sleep. I thought if someone can |
massage my head and body I will feel better. Basically, I was looking for a |
woman to do this job so I asked Gopal if he knew some lady nearby who could |
do the massage for me. Gopal thought for a while and said he didn't know any |
woman in the neighborhood. But he suggested that he himself would be able to |
do this job. I thought he is only 18 year old boy and there is no harm in getting |
massage from him. So I said ok and asked him to give me massage after |
finishing his domestic duties. Gopal came to me after half an hour and asked |
me how I am feeling and if I would like him to give me the massage. I was now |
getting ready to apply hair oil on my hair myself. Gopal saw that and said "I can |
do that better, Give the bottle to me." He almost snatched it from my hand and |
told me to sit up on the edge of the bed. I was wearing a pink cotton sari with a |
matching blouse. I love to put on pink dresses as that suits my fair complexion |
very well. Gopal was wearing a shirt and a pajama and stood behind me, |
loosened my lovely long, black hair and let it fall on my back. He started |
applying hair oil onto my hair. The whole room got filled up with the sweet |
fragrance of the hair oil that people use in |
caringly applied oil to my scalp and then put his fingers through the strands of |
my hair and started massaging my head. |
Gopal applied the massage oil on his both palms and applied them on my |
forehead. Gopal told me that massage is good for the body and a good massage |
should always start from the top. He gently massaged my forehead and then my |
neck, cheeks and chin. He softly applied oil on the bridges of my nose and even |
cared to apply a bit of oil to my nostril openings. I relaxed and enjoyed what he |
was doing. He massaged my neck again. After that his hands came close to my |
ears. He asked me to remove my earrings so he can apply oil on my ears. I |
asked him to take off my earrings, so he did and applied oil in every part of my |
ears. My body was put to rest. It was so relaxing, so enjoyable. I wanted him to |
continue with my face for some more time. |
Gopal's fingers slowly approached my neck again. I was wearing a Mangal |
Sutra and perhaps that was causing a bit of hindrance to his massage. So he |
asked me if I would remove my mangal sutra. I willingly unhooked that from |
my neck. Gopal took it from me and carefully put it on the bedside desk. He |
could then massage my throat and the neck region without any obstruction. |
After this, Gopal took my right palm in his hand and gently rubbed it with his |
palm. Then he individually massaged each of my fingers. He was doing |
everything with such a great care that I had a great feeling of liking from |
within. He repeated the same things with my left palm. He was all the time |
talking to me and that must have helped in making the atmosphere easy. I was |
having pink nail polish on my nails. Gopal smiled and joked, "Memsahib, |
everything is pink for you today." With the oil on it, those were glittering. The |
next item of massage was surely my hands. Gopal removed all my bangles from |
my hand. He then rubbed my hands with force, sometimes pressing and |
kneading. I could sense that my blood flow was increasing and I was feeling |
hot, even though the ceiling fan was revolving right above my head. |
Gopal gathered greater and greater strength and continued to massage my |
hands up to the elbows for some more time. My blouse was covering rest of my |
hands. When his fingers moved above my elbows, he softly whispered in my |
ears, "Memsahib, why don't you take off your.... it would be spoiled with the |
oil". I guessed because of his shyness he couldn't complete the sentence, but I |
could clearly get the signal that he wanted my blouse removed. Although, I was |
under this tension for a long time before my massage, when the moment came, I |
was so much engrossed in the massage that I didn't hesitate to remove it. I |
unbuttoned the blouse from the front and Gopal helped me to take it out of my |
hands. I had a bra inside and I covered the exposed parts of my back with the |
palloo of my sari. I also asked Gopal to remove his shirt before it gets spoiled |
with oil and he quickly obliged. After removing his shirt he came back to me |
and now Gopal's fingers could now freely move above my elbows, right up to |
my shoulder joints and arm pits. He was saying that my hands were too soft and |
massaged them with greater strength and energy. I was having increased blood |
circulation and wanted him to continue the massage in this manly way. He then |
rubbed my shoulders and uncovered my pallu to the extent that he could |
completely massage the upper area of my back. He asked me how I was feeling. |
I admitted that the massage was bringing great comforts to me and he was |
surely doing a great job. |
While he was massaging my back and especially my pain region, I suddenly felt |
that all my pain had completely gone. It was just incredible. I was deeply |
engrossed and I didn't even bothered to protest, as Gopal's trembling fingers |
unhooked my brassier strap at the back. GOD!! I was never prepared for this. |
Gopal slowly removed my bras, as I tried to protect my chuchiyan with my sari. |
The servant was sitting behind me and could freely massage all over my bare |
back. He started gently with my spinal chord and the regions around it and |
massaged with force both sides of my back. At one stage, I felt that his fingers |
were quite close to me chuchiyan. I was wondering what would happen, if his |
fingers accidentally touched my chuchiyan. The moment this fear came to my |
mind, my heart started throbbing. I was torn between embarrassment and |
arousal. I realized I was getting quite horny - my face was getting red, my eyes |
were burning, my pulse rate was increasing and I started getting a sexy |
sensation between my legs. I knew that given the employer-servant relationship |
between us, Gopal would never dare to touch me there. But, somehow, at that |
moment, all my sexual desires, which were absent for the past few days got |
revived. |
I desperately wanted a male hand to touch my body all over. For the first time, I |
dared to have a dirty fantasy of the servant grabbing my chuchiyan. GOD!! |
What am I doing? Am I forgetting all social norms and taboos? Am I still in my |
senses? I realized all my powers of arguments, powers of thinking were gone. |
At that moment I only wanted a hard male squeezing of my chuchiyan. I was |
desperately waiting for an accident to happen. But no! No accident was |
happening ! His hands were still keeping a modest distance. I was getting |
restless for a touch. I thought what is the harm, I don't live here, no body will |
know about this, and I will happily go back to |
not stop myself and finally I just pointed fingers to my chuchiyan and asked |
with a husky, trembling voice, "Gopal wouldn't you like to massage me in the |
front too" I turned my face to him. The 18-year-old young man blushed and |
looked red. Suddenly my eyes fell on his pajama. I tried to look away from his |
pajama but something hard and long inside prompted me to keep looking. I saw |
that his swollen |
also getting horny now by giving me this massage. I saw that there was a wet |
spot on the pajama tent made by his precum oozing out of his |
made me more excited. I was trying to visualize his wet erect |
pajamas and felt that my hot choot started tingling strangely and I could sense |
my molten choot cream after a prolonged period of abstinence from sex since I |
came to |
" Memsahib, I --I thought you wouldn't allow me to do it there --" he was |
clearly stammering in excitement and fear. "No, no, you are a very good boy. |
Why should I mind. After all, it's a massage isn't it." , I tried to assure. Gopal |
could not wait any longer. He oiled his palm again, put it on my both chuchiyan |
and started pressing them. It was for the first time in my married life that a |
person in |
"Ohh ...! Squeeze it .... ! Squeeze it more ...!" that's what I wanted to shout, but I |
tried to apply my control. Gopal was faithfully oiling my chuchiyan. My hard |
nipples, the dark pink circle surrounding that and all over. He was doing with |
his both hands fully cupping my chuchiyan, sometimes softly, sometimes |
tightly, giving a different sensation at every moment. GOD ! who taught him to |
be a lover like this. Nature. I wondered. For the first time, I started making soft |
verbal expressions. "Don't feel shy Gopal do it nicely, a---h just like this !!" |
Gopal was too excited to talk to me. He faithfully obliged and drove me wild |
with greater and greater ecstasies. |
While Gopal was cupping my chuchiyan, his hands were working under the |
palloo of my sari and I was still careful in not exposing my chuchiyan |
completely to him. Actually, he was still sitting behind me and although my |
chuchiyan were completely in his possession, those were out of his direct view. |
After completely satisfying me with the breast massage, Gopal's hands reached |
my belly. I was enjoying the tickling sensation, especially when his index |
finger reached my navel. He put some extra oil inside that to make it a pool and |
tapped there a few times. While he was caring this region, I was trying to |
imagine the next part of his massage. Where would it be. Below my waist and |
lower belly. God ! I couldn't imagine anything more. My sex-starved choot was |
creaming with a fresh supply of choot juice. It was paining. I was dreaming if I |
could ask him to give me a massage of my choot. I was certainly not bold |
enough to utter these things in reality. Instead, I was trying to apply my |
willpower to control such dirty desires within me. I was unable to explain how |
could I adventure this much with such a young boy. |
Gopal was ready. Like me, he too must have wanted. He was visibly tense and I |
was tempted to look at his pajama. His |
could find the spot of wetness growing. I was losing control. My hands were |
eager to touch the strong manhood of this strong young boy. But, I am the lady |
of the house now and he is my servant. I must not give him a feeling that I am |
in urgent need of a sex. At the same time, I wanted my lust to flourish under the |
disguise of the massage. Now I wanted him to massage me below my waist and |
lower belly. But he started massaging my chuchiyan again. When his hands |
again rested on my eager chuchiyan and were pressing my hard erect nipples, I |
moaned loudly, expressing my passion, as he built up his strengths more and |
more. He started squeezing my chuchiyan again, moving both his palms all |
over them to make them slippery with oil. My chuchiyan were almost red now. |
Should I give him a glance of what he has done to my chuchiyan. The moment |
this thought came to my mind, I felt my whole body getting baked in the heat of |
passion. No, not now, I thought. When he finished massaging my top half, I was |
so deeply engrossed in pleasure that it was difficult for me to leave it at that |
stage. I wanted more of it. Yes, in the lower part of my body. Yes, I wanted it, |
rather I was dying for it. And, I had to say at last, "Gopal, it's wonderful. I can't |
stop here. Wouldn't you please massage rest of my body too?" I almost begged |
with lust. |
Now, I turned and my chuchiyan were exposed to him. He was too excited and |
speechless. Maybe, he never dreamt of this situation in a lady-servant |
relationship. Nor did I, but it was. At that moment, I was ready to gift my body |
to him. I looked at his tent. It was steadily going up and up. The region in his |
pajama was getting more and more soaked with increased oozing of his juice. |
It's a human body. Our mind may understand taboos, morality, inhibitions and |
other forbidden aspects, but body doesn't. When a river is desperate to break its |
embankments, you can't stop it. And in moments, when the lust is too strong, |
your mind won't listen to you. The desperate river will wash away the dams that |
you may like to construct. I wanted to touch his throbbing |
immediately felt that at least he must complete the massage before anything |
gets out of control. I asked him to massage rest of my body again. |
Gopal asked me to lie down on the bed on my stomach. My sari was almost |
unwrapped. I took out the folds of my sari underneath the petticoat and |
removed it completely before lying down on the bed. My petticoat was the only |
garment that covered the lower part of my body and I didn't wear any panties, |
while I am at home. After I lay down on my stomach, Gopal had to start his next |
part of the job. "Memsahib, you like to keep it on your body? he asked with a |
clumsy voice, pointing to my petticoat. My sexual tensions were at its peak, but |
still I hesitated for a moment to directly answer. Certainly, Gopal was not |
courageous enough to remove my last piece of garment without my verbal |
consent. I was silent. My choot was quivering and I felt that all my juices |
would now burst out of it. I desperately wanted my petticoat out of my body. |
Still I was silent. What was holding me up. Social norms, taboo, age difference. |
Perhaps everything and perhaps nothing. Gopal started massaging lower part |
of my waist and my legs from my feet to the thighs while the petticoat was still |
on. "How will you massage me unless you remove it" I tried to keep my voice |
steady, but it obviously betrayed, as the fire within me was on. Gopal's fingers |
reached the knot of the petticoat string. I helped him to unfasten it and he did |
the rest. He pulled my petticoat down and down further, below my chutars, |
thighs, legs and toes. He took out the payal from my legs. Now I was |
completely naked laying on the bed, there wasn't even a piece of thread |
attached to my body, it was the body that God had gifted to me, with nothing |
more added to it. |
While Gopal was removing my petticoat, I wanted to make the whole |
atmosphere so very natural that I told him with a husky voice, "What's the point |
in being shy before you." as if to suggest that Gopal was so close to me. I tried |
to introduce some innocence in my words and it sounded so very exciting in |
my own ears. Even two days before, could I ever believe that I would dare to lie |
down completely naked in front of my servant. What was unthinkable two days |
back, was a naked reality today. I was not in a state to think of the shame and |
embarrassment, which was so natural for a lady, with no exception of myself. |
My mind just drove me wildly into a new state, where I rather enjoyed and was |
excited by my own nudity in front of this young stud. Let him look at his lady |
mistress. Let him be proud of his wonderful massaging power that could |
transform her lady mistress into a state where she was burning with forbidden |
lust for him. Has any lady ever dared to lie naked in front of her servant and |
passionately wish for a deep penetration. Is it that I was the first woman to do |
this daring act. Possibly yes and I was feeling proud about it. |
It was this sense of pride and my ever-growing excitement that took my shame |
completely away. I closed my eyes and completely surrendered myself to this |
young masseur. His oily hands finally reached my naked chutars. I am quite |
fleshy down there and even a soft pressing of his fingers could penetrate quite |
deep into my flesh, all the way up to my bones. He was using both of his hands, |
in a rhythmic way. OH ! It made me feel so...... good !!! As he pressed my |
chutars, I could feel more and more pressures on my bare choot, which was |
clearly spoiling the bed sheet underneath. Unknowingly, my fingers went there |
to touch my clitoris. "Do it nicely, everywhere" I said, without clearly |
explaining the word "every where." I wasn't sure what message did the word |
carry to Gopal. I didn't dare to look at Gopal's condition. I guessed that his |
still I hesitated for a moment to directly answer. Certainly, Gopal was not |
courageous enough to remove my last piece of garment without my verbal |
consent. I was silent. My choot was quivering and I felt that all my juices |
would now burst out of it. I desperately wanted my petticoat out of my body. |
Still I was silent. What was holding me up. Social norms, taboo, age difference. |
Perhaps everything and perhaps nothing. Gopal started massaging lower part |
of my waist and my legs from my feet to the thighs while the petticoat was still |
on. "How will you massage me unless you remove it" I tried to keep my voice |
steady, but it obviously betrayed, as the fire within me was on. Gopal's fingers |
reached the knot of the petticoat string. I helped him to unfasten it and he did |
the rest. He pulled my petticoat down and down further, below my chutars, |
thighs, legs and toes. He took out the payal from my legs. Now I was |
completely naked laying on the bed, there wasn't even a piece of thread |
attached to my body, it was the body that God had gifted to me, with nothing |
more added to it. |
While Gopal was removing my petticoat, I wanted to make the whole |
atmosphere so very natural that I told him with a husky voice, "What's the point |
in being shy before you." as if to suggest that Gopal was so close to me. I tried |
to introduce some innocence in my words and it sounded so very exciting in |
my own ears. Even two days before, could I ever believe that I would dare to lie |
down completely naked in front of my servant. What was unthinkable two days |
back, was a naked reality today. I was not in a state to think of the shame and |
embarrassment, which was so natural for a lady, with no exception of myself. |
My mind just drove me wildly into a new state, where I rather enjoyed and was |
excited by my own nudity in front of this young stud. Let him look at his lady |
mistress. Let him be proud of his wonderful massaging power that could |
transform her lady mistress into a state where she was burning with forbidden |
lust for him. Has any lady ever dared to lie naked in front of her servant and |
passionately wish for a deep penetration. Is it that I was the first woman to do |
this daring act. Possibly yes and I was feeling proud about it. |
It was this sense of pride and my ever-growing excitement that took my shame |
completely away. I closed my eyes and completely surrendered myself to this |
young masseur. His oily hands finally reached my naked chutars. I am quite |
fleshy down there and even a soft pressing of his fingers could penetrate quite |
deep into my flesh, all the way up to my bones. He was using both of his hands, |
in a rhythmic way. OH ! It made me feel so...... good !!! As he pressed my |
chutars, I could feel more and more pressures on my bare choot, which was |
clearly spoiling the bed sheet underneath. Unknowingly, my fingers went there |
to touch my clitoris. "Do it nicely, everywhere" I said, without clearly |
explaining the word "every where." I wasn't sure what message did the word |
carry to Gopal. I didn't dare to look at Gopal's condition. I guessed that his |
erection would now be at its peak and he must be close to reaching his orgasm. |
He might be desperately trying to close his floodgates and prevent any |
embarrassment in front of me. Gopal's oily palm slowly went upslope up to the |
crest of my ass cheek and then traveled down slope. |
Gopal was kneading my oily chutars from both the sides. Gopal's palm was |
deeply buried inside my ass crack and was trying to locate my gaand. He |
carefully oiled me there too. I felt a bit of pain in that soft, delicate area of my |
body. Along with the pain, there was so much of an illicit pleasure in it ! His |
hand almost touched my pubic area, although he didn't exactly do it. |
Thereafter, Gopal started massaging the backside of my thighs. His fingers |
then rolled over to the front side of these. He was still not tired, but continued |
to grow in strength I felt. He went further on : my knees, my legs, my toes and |
even up to my toe nails. I just can't describe how wonderfully he did. You have |
to imagine that. My entire body was shivering in pleasure - something I had |
never experienced before. And where was my pain, because of which I had |
agreed to a massage in the first place. I tried to sense my backache, but believe |
it or not, I couldn't even feel a trace of it. I suppose I had already crossed the |
point where I could tell him to stop for the day. |
By then, my choot was feeling restless to accept the strong manhood of my |
servant, which was harder than a steel rod and was about to explode. I had fully |
revived my sexual passion and I was desperately waiting for a hard rod like |
cross all possible limits. After finishing my toes and the nails, Gopal paused. |
Both of us were speechless. There was an uneasy calmness, exactly the way it |
happens before a storm. He hadn't yet massaged my shaved bur and I was in no |
way prepared to leave that out. Perhaps he too was eagerly waiting for a signal |
from me. He rubbed his palm again on my nude body, this time moving up and |
sideways. His palm moved up to my thighbone and his fingers rested on my |
groin. Was he waiting for me to tell him about massaging my body further. |
I touched his fingers and slightly raised the left side of my body, leaning right |
ways. Still, I was a bit shy about exposing my shaved bur before him. Instead, I |
dragged his and my hand together and rested them on my love triangle. That |
served two purposes. My shaved bur was still hidden from his direct view and |
at the same time, I was getting a manly touch close to my pleasure zone. He |
must have sensed my wetness there. He was looking so much excited. I sensed |
his body heat, which was melting more and more cum within me. I turned my |
body sideways and gave him the first view of my naked body from the front. |
My nipples were still very tight and erect and Gopal was standing like a vessel |
containing vigorously boiling water. Being so much excited, he must have |
forgot that his job was to massage me and stopped moving his hand anywhere |
else. Also, how could he, because my left hand was gripping his palm tightly. |
I was dying to tell him that I needed a massage in my most sensitive part – my |
bur, but what to tell. I couldn't find a right word for my choot which Gopal will |
understand and wouldn't sound vulgar. I tried to use a childish word to pretend |
a kind of childish innocence in the whole process. "Won't you do massage in |
here? I again pressed his hand on my shaved bur, my jeebh was drying up and |
my throbbing heart-bit was about to cause a heart attack I felt. With renewed |
encouragement, Gopal pressed his palm around my bur in a bid to massage |
there. His palm was getting thoroughly soaked with my choot juice. Gopal was |
standing quite close to me now. I felt I could almost touch his manhood. And |
then suddenly grabbed his |
It must be at least 9-10 inches long and 2 inches thick. I could feel the direct |
heat, even though his pajama's fabric was hiding his |
wetness as his precum was leaking out from his |
unfastened its string as I lay down on my back, parting my thighs wide apart. |
The sliding of his pajama was halted by his big erection, as its top front portion |
was unable to slide past his massive erect |
I started laughing wildly out of my own excitement as well as the big dirty fun |
that was involved with it. I gave his pajama a small jerk and then it fell down |
on the floor, exposing his massive erection. He wasn't wearing anything |
underneath and so, this made him completely naked. I was amazed by the |
magnificence of his dark, strong, and thick |
long and 2-3 inch thick. I was totally flabbergasted by the size of his |
18-year old boy's very slim small frame body. His |
steel rod but its head was pink. The precum was oozing from his |
peeling foreskin on top of it was shining with his precum. I sensed he was |
about to lose his erection because of his nervousness, inexperience and may be |
un-preparedness of the situation. So I grabbed his big |
started caressing his |
His index finger touched my clitoris and I moaned, almost reaching my orgasm. |
I could smell my own juice and the precum drops that oozed out of his |
into my palm. With the rustic smell coming out of his naked body, the smell of |
olive oil from my own naked body and the combined smell of our love juices |
made the entire environment so seductive !!! |
"You have to use this tool to massage me there", I said, signaling him by |
squeezing his |
couldn't wait any longer for a coital pleasure. Instead of telling that directly, I |
tried to behave as if everything was a part of the massage and it's a part of the |
job that he had willingly volunteered. Gopal was too excited to express his |
feelings. At this point, Gopal came on the bed and I opened my silky thighs for |
him exposing my shaved bur fully to him. He sat between my open thighs and |
his big |
his |
hand I tried to open my bur lips and put his |
put my both hands behind him on his chutars and pulled him towards my body |
and his eager |
was thoroughly wet and I guide his |
of the tunnel. His |
stretching my choot walls giving me the utmost pleasure. |
I cried out with joy, as the servant went further and further inside my bur. "Now |
you can start the massage there" I said in a naughty manner. I wanted to make |
the boy understand that fucking is just a part of the massage. I could then feel |
that he has started pushing his massive black |
with short strokes. I also started raising my chutars to meet his strokes and |
asked him to start pumping me faster. Now he started fucking me harder, with |
long and fast strokes. He would forcefully thrust his entire big and long |
all the way inside my bur, then quickly withdraw it outside just leaving the |
head just between my choot lips and quickly again push it all the way |
stretching my choot to the maximum. I closed my eyes and let him fuck me as |
long as he wants. His strokes were becoming faster and faster and he must have |
pumped my bur like this for a long time at least half an hour or more, holding |
my both legs with his hands, stretching my thighs wide open and fully exposing |
my puffed bur for his pleasure. I must have already cum twice and we both |
were sweating frantically. |
There was a storm all around me. A storm that was threatening to blow |
everything up and it did. I could hear the murmurs of the storm. Everything was |
deafening. The storm has to end soon. It did. It ended in rains, lots of rains, as |
both of us reached our ultimate climax and my choot got flooded with my juice |
first and then Gopal's |
hold me tightly and keep laying on top of me with his |
all his |
tightly until the last drop of his cum came out, his |
started coming out of my bur. Gopal's love juice was also started oozing out of |
my choot making my thighs wet and sticky. I grabbed my sari, wiped my thighs |
and the choot, then hold Gopal's semi limp |
my sari. He got up from my body and looked at me with gratitude, as if to say |
that he had got the best possible reward for the wonderful massage that he had |
offered to me. I kissed this young boy with my gratitude before getting out of |
the bed. I grabbed Gopal's hand and dragged him to the bathroom and closed |
the door. I turned the shower on and asked him to wash me all over my naked |
body. I wanted to express my joy too so I also washed his body paying my |
special attention to his big black |
exposed his head fully and washed his |
my hand. I was humming some tunes that came to me instantly. I again felt |
horny to think that I have two and a half days more to go with this young stud. |
It was already 4 o'clock and I asked Gopal to make tea for me. He did not |
bother to dress up, went to the kitchen nude, made tea for me, and served me |
naked. I noticed that his |
stretching backwards and his pink head was trying to peek out of his dark |
foreskin. After the tea, I asked Goal to lay down with me on the bed and sleep |
with me. He immediately obliged me and slept with me holding me tight as I |
held his massive black |
moving his foreskin back and forth on his |
with my silky chutars, squeezing them lightly and sucking my chuchiyaan one |
after another. We must have slept for more than two hours as we got up past six |
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