. touch herself, seeing her massage herself, and my cock remembered as well. I wanted her, yet my cock wanted her still more. I slowly started to stro...e my cock, rinsing it with the hot water, then with a bar of soap. I continued staring toward her empty apartment yet my mind still imagined her there... waiting for me. I forced my imagination to bring her here, with me, as if my wanton desire alone could bring her into my presence. - - - My voice throaty with desire, I growl, “I need you”. . NOW: It was nearly twilight when Aamir came knocking at Induja and Mrs. Nair’s penthouse. He was there for the daily tuitions that he had started recently. He waited for a few seconds and heard the door open from inside. There she stood, the woman of his dreams, Induja Nair. She was wearing a white cotton top with 3/4 sleeve and navy blue track pants that stuck to her skin so well that her lower figure was easily visible.Her thick, long and slightly curly hair were resting in front on her. More

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