she was new in Mumbai.-> she was scared, but I figured out she was bold and fun loving.-> she was married but no sign of her husband.Trusting my judgment, I replied “Lagta hai ajj ka quota khatam hone ko aaya hai. Kal phirse aana padega. App chale jaoo ab gharpe. Train mai rush chalu ho jayega. App kaha rehete ho.”She replied, “Nalasopara mai, bohut dur hai yaha se.”Slowly she started to tell me all. ‘Want some help with your shower, slave?’ Joe asked, his arms wrapping around her body, his hands caressing her breasts. Robin fondled her breasts, her finger tips touching her pebbled nipples. Slowly her hand went down her stomach, stopping just above her slit. Opening her legs, her hand easing between her thighs, all the time thinking it was his hands as she stroked her clit. Her other hand grasping her nipple and giving it a hard twist, this made her whisper, ‘Yes, Master, twist my nipple.Read More
