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30 PM I came to my house and pressed the calling bell.But she did not come to open the door immediately.After a while she opened the door, standing before me the Soth Indian Bathing dress a napkin covering breast and upto her knee. She told me that “Njaan bath roomilayirunnu..sorry ketto mone,”.I replied that it was no matter.I told her that i was very hungry so please serve food.She got ready to serve food with the same dress. I told that it shall after her bath.But she replied “First food,Then I will go to take bath ok”.In the mean time I asked “How is amma?”.She told me “She had medine and sleeping dose as per doctor’s prescription”. I was started to eat the dinner.She sat near to my chair and served dishes.All were vegetables. So I asked her “why didnt you prepare non vegetarian ?”. She told me “Nalla mamisam undu veno ?” with little smile.I also smiled and after finished my dinner I asked towel.She showed me her napkin and said” Ithil thudaicho mone..”. I just pulled her napkin. In fact, I was surprised when his hand moved up to my chest as he started caressing my nipple.Still torn between the guilt and fear of a guy making me feel so good, I continued my sleeping act. He paused his caressing for a moment as I heard him take off his pants. He started touching me again where he left off but now added some slight moans as he stroked his own cock with his other hand. My body started to betray my mind despite me biting my lower lip. My cock began to swell against the fabric of my underwear and he must have felt my heart racing as his hand moved up and down my chest and stomach. This time as his hand moved down to the top of my underwear his pinkie brushed up against the tip of my now growing cock head. His hand lingered there some more before venturing lower than he had before, his fingertips gliding over the top of my underwear, across my bulge and back again.I heard him whisper his pleasure in what he was feeling as he let out a loader moan. I found my legs.
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