31-05-2020, 11:19 AM
Chapter 2 - Continues...
I didn’t leave, my thick milky semen was spilled on the door as well as on floor mat which was infront of the bathroom door. My penis was quite swollen, and still was hard. Normally post first ejaculation, males don’t feel a sexual urge, but here I didn’t wanna miss the show, I felt myself to record these images in my brain, and make this memorable for a lifetime. The mature body was glistening with beads of water drops, like water on lotus leaves. After 4-5mugs of pouring water over her body, she came near the basin located next to my viewpoint. She turned on the tap, took some water, gargled on, and spit out the same. She grinned looking on the mirror, took her brush, added some toothpaste and brushed again, the paste foamed up on her mouth, and I imagined it as my semen.
She spit the foam, washed her mouth. I noticed that her nipples were more erect now, maybe due to the coldness she was standing on. I couldn’t see her pubic area, as it was quite masked by her flabby tummy and curly pubic hair. She lifted her right arm, felt her underarm hair growth with her left palm, and murmured to herself “Will go to parlour next week and do.” (The wordings were clear). She was a mature beauty, I exclaimed! -as I stroked my paining penis.
She took her Dove soap, (ones who have used know the flavour that Dove produces, but very less foam, more moisturising) She applied soap over her 2 milkpots, gently massaging them, care taken not to sway her pots but rather just rubbing them. She then twisted her milkcaps, very mildly, then lifted her arms, and applied the soap directly on her underarms. She rubbed some over around her neck, she was half coated in dove. She took a mug of water, rinsed her tummy to below. Again took a mug, parted her vagina a bit, giving a lightning fast show of her pink vaginal walls, as the water cleaved through her pubic hair. She took the soap, and rubbed over her tummy flab,inserting her fingers and cleaning her deep squarish round navel hole. She didn’t apply soap much onto her vagina, but soaped well her inner thighs, and thighs. She turned back facing the closet (Globular ass cheeks came to view), lifted her feet onto the closet and soaped her feet. She turned and took a mug, poured it over her broad ass, rinsed the ass. She washed off the entire foam by 2-3 mugs of pouring over her body , her nipples were thick and prominent now, sharpened -brownish black . She turned facing me , applying soap on her hand ,placing soap back, lifted her arms , stretched it and applied over her back . She washed off her body again. I couldn’t take eyes off her 2 38c milkpots,perfect round, firm, with deep cleavage, thali shining in the wetness.
Ding-Dong …The calling bell rang , I just ran off to my room ,cupping my dick , which were spurting out second ejaculate.
(Chapter 2 Ends)
I didn’t leave, my thick milky semen was spilled on the door as well as on floor mat which was infront of the bathroom door. My penis was quite swollen, and still was hard. Normally post first ejaculation, males don’t feel a sexual urge, but here I didn’t wanna miss the show, I felt myself to record these images in my brain, and make this memorable for a lifetime. The mature body was glistening with beads of water drops, like water on lotus leaves. After 4-5mugs of pouring water over her body, she came near the basin located next to my viewpoint. She turned on the tap, took some water, gargled on, and spit out the same. She grinned looking on the mirror, took her brush, added some toothpaste and brushed again, the paste foamed up on her mouth, and I imagined it as my semen.
She spit the foam, washed her mouth. I noticed that her nipples were more erect now, maybe due to the coldness she was standing on. I couldn’t see her pubic area, as it was quite masked by her flabby tummy and curly pubic hair. She lifted her right arm, felt her underarm hair growth with her left palm, and murmured to herself “Will go to parlour next week and do.” (The wordings were clear). She was a mature beauty, I exclaimed! -as I stroked my paining penis.
She took her Dove soap, (ones who have used know the flavour that Dove produces, but very less foam, more moisturising) She applied soap over her 2 milkpots, gently massaging them, care taken not to sway her pots but rather just rubbing them. She then twisted her milkcaps, very mildly, then lifted her arms, and applied the soap directly on her underarms. She rubbed some over around her neck, she was half coated in dove. She took a mug of water, rinsed her tummy to below. Again took a mug, parted her vagina a bit, giving a lightning fast show of her pink vaginal walls, as the water cleaved through her pubic hair. She took the soap, and rubbed over her tummy flab,inserting her fingers and cleaning her deep squarish round navel hole. She didn’t apply soap much onto her vagina, but soaped well her inner thighs, and thighs. She turned back facing the closet (Globular ass cheeks came to view), lifted her feet onto the closet and soaped her feet. She turned and took a mug, poured it over her broad ass, rinsed the ass. She washed off the entire foam by 2-3 mugs of pouring over her body , her nipples were thick and prominent now, sharpened -brownish black . She turned facing me , applying soap on her hand ,placing soap back, lifted her arms , stretched it and applied over her back . She washed off her body again. I couldn’t take eyes off her 2 38c milkpots,perfect round, firm, with deep cleavage, thali shining in the wetness.
Ding-Dong …The calling bell rang , I just ran off to my room ,cupping my dick , which were spurting out second ejaculate.
(Chapter 2 Ends)
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