30-01-2021, 12:14 AM
Relax as he massaged my feet. He began to work his way up. He applied more oil to both my ankles and massaged my ankles and the calf muscles with his palm applying a great force creating a lot of heat. It was relieving me of all my pain in my legs and momentarily I forgot my dress and enjoyed the massage. He continued and did the same for the other leg and I was again totally engrossed in it. He climbed up to my knees. He lifted my saree and pushed it up to my thighs and began massaging my knees. He slowly worked his way up and applied oil to my inner thighs. He started rubbing my thighs with the same force that he rubbed my calf muscles and with each rub he was pushing my saree up a little bit. He was rubbing my thighs with a lot of force for a long time and I was enjoying that so much. He had eventually managed to push my saree all the way up to my crotch and now he shifted gears. Instead of rubbing with force he applied more oil to my thigh and started caressing it slowly. He started forming circles, at my inner thigh working his way up. This one drove me crazy. I lost control as his left hand pushed my saree up exposing the base of my buttocks as his right hand moved in from my inner thigh to the base of my love pot. I involuntarily parted my thighs a little wider. “There you go. If you don’t let me access from the top, I shall gain it from the bottom. No problems” thought Ravi with a smile.
I gasped as his index finger slowly and barely touched my now extremely wet outer pussy lip. I was almost oozing. His finger brushed my pussy lip again while he massaged my inner thigh while his left hand was constantly pushing the bunched up saree centimeter by centimeter exposing more and more of the butt. Due to the non-tiring effort of his left hand my anus came into his view as his eyes widened at the sight of my pussy lips and butt. His fingers now caressed my pussy lips gently so carelessly as if touching a flying cotton in the air or a catching a flake of snow. Each of those super gentle touches made me gasp loudly.
I gasped as his index finger slowly and barely touched my now extremely wet outer pussy lip. I was almost oozing. His finger brushed my pussy lip again while he massaged my inner thigh while his left hand was constantly pushing the bunched up saree centimeter by centimeter exposing more and more of the butt. Due to the non-tiring effort of his left hand my anus came into his view as his eyes widened at the sight of my pussy lips and butt. His fingers now caressed my pussy lips gently so carelessly as if touching a flying cotton in the air or a catching a flake of snow. Each of those super gentle touches made me gasp loudly.