30-01-2021, 12:12 AM
I looked shocked and confused. Seeing my unsteady reaction, Ravi thought. “Oooh classic, but I shall play it safe. I don’t want to blow it up now.” Ravi quickly dropped my left hand, bent down and picked up the lungi and hastily retied it and put up a good show of being embarrassed. “I am sorry madam” and continued to massage the rest of my left hand as if nothing happened, even managed to brush my face once or twice in the process leaving me in a complete daze. The sight of Ravi’s tool so close to my face and my lips brushing his balls turned my switch me on to the top gear. The tingling inside was so high that I would literally explode any moment. Ravi walked behind me. “Madam, to the next important pressure point. I need you to turn please. You can cover yourself with your hands as it won’t take too long.” With that, without waiting for my answer, he placed his strong arms at my hips and spun me around. Alarmed, I quickly covered my bare tits with my hands tightly. Facing him, I could see that he was feasting at the sight of me covering my tits with my hands helplessly. I then remembered the pallu. So, I covered my tits with one hand and fished for my pallu with my other hand around my hip. He chuckled and brushed my hand away and held my pallu in front of my face. “You wont need this madam, its only a few minutes and I shall ask you to turn again.” And he came much closer to my face. “So just relax please” and he dropped the pallu on the floor and firmly stood on it. I sighed and gave up. He was again, ascertaining his authority. I pulled back my other hand and covered my tits with them as he approached his next pressure point.
He poured the warm oil right smack into my deep navel. “Oh, it is so deep madam, your navel. See, it can hold so much of oil”. My face turned to one of its brightest shades of pink listening to those remarks as I shut my eyes. His index finger ventured the pool of oil on my navel and off it went immersed into the pool deeper and deeper.
He poked me playfully as his finger reached the bottom. “Very nice madam” he said. He noticed my moan and continued to poke me there a little longer upon seeing me moan louder. He sat comfortably on the sofa by my side, his hip brushing mine, and started to spread the oil at my tummy. He began massaging my tummy with both hands. His fingers were really relishing this new assignment as they were traveling all the way from the base of my breasts to the very tip of my saree waistline which by the way has dropped considerably by now due to his pressing the area and me reacting to it my tucking my tummy inwards. My pubic hairs have started showing from above the waistline from the way he kept pushing the waistline with each turn. He was thoroughly enjoying the sight. “Wait a few minutes and I shall make you buck naked.” With that thought he let his fingers wander freely all over my midriff. My midriff and breasts were glistening with the magical oil as he massaged me so thoroughly. He made a very good job of fingering my navel for a long duration in the pretext of the massage, after detecting without any difficulty that it is one of my prime turn-on points. He was rewarded with my arched back classic moaning reaction during his meticulous fingering. While rubbing my left hip with his right, he rubbed it a bit hard, in the pretext of the massage and thus the fleets of the saree were barely holding by and the layers at the hip gave way, letting my petticoat peek. Seeing that he was very satisfied. I obviously didn’t notice it, as I was very busy moaning. My gates of heaven were ready to explode any minute.
He poured the warm oil right smack into my deep navel. “Oh, it is so deep madam, your navel. See, it can hold so much of oil”. My face turned to one of its brightest shades of pink listening to those remarks as I shut my eyes. His index finger ventured the pool of oil on my navel and off it went immersed into the pool deeper and deeper.
He poked me playfully as his finger reached the bottom. “Very nice madam” he said. He noticed my moan and continued to poke me there a little longer upon seeing me moan louder. He sat comfortably on the sofa by my side, his hip brushing mine, and started to spread the oil at my tummy. He began massaging my tummy with both hands. His fingers were really relishing this new assignment as they were traveling all the way from the base of my breasts to the very tip of my saree waistline which by the way has dropped considerably by now due to his pressing the area and me reacting to it my tucking my tummy inwards. My pubic hairs have started showing from above the waistline from the way he kept pushing the waistline with each turn. He was thoroughly enjoying the sight. “Wait a few minutes and I shall make you buck naked.” With that thought he let his fingers wander freely all over my midriff. My midriff and breasts were glistening with the magical oil as he massaged me so thoroughly. He made a very good job of fingering my navel for a long duration in the pretext of the massage, after detecting without any difficulty that it is one of my prime turn-on points. He was rewarded with my arched back classic moaning reaction during his meticulous fingering. While rubbing my left hip with his right, he rubbed it a bit hard, in the pretext of the massage and thus the fleets of the saree were barely holding by and the layers at the hip gave way, letting my petticoat peek. Seeing that he was very satisfied. I obviously didn’t notice it, as I was very busy moaning. My gates of heaven were ready to explode any minute.
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