30-01-2023, 12:40 PM
He switched the TV off and said "Deepa..I don't want to bore you now."
I said " you can watch it..no problem for me". He " No..let us talk for sometime."
Still I was silent. he said " hey..do you believe in palmistry?"
"yes..I do..why?"
He - "I can read palms well..show me yours". I bent forward from the couch and extended my right hand. In that bending process my pallu has dropped a bit.(I knew that still I acted as if I didn't observe). He moved in that couch towards me and touched my hand. he just didn't touch but he squeezed it slowly. that was the first touch..his hand was rough and the grip was very tight. My smooth hand was getting gently crushed in his rough one. As I lowered my head I observed one thing. I am not sure whether the effect of touch or the sight of my deep cleavage with fully swollen half exposed milk pots, his member started becoming big rapidly..as he is sitting close I could see the nerves on his growing manhood.
I couldn't stop myself comparing that with my husband's. It was almost double in size and in thickness too.. More than that what I was impressed with, was the cleanliness. It was looking like a harpoon. I regained my strength and looked into his face. He was busy thrusting his eyes into my deep cleavage and his lips were bit apart and cud see his tongue's tip between his lips.
I said " Riyaz...do you know reading palms or not?". he said "yeh..I read..but this posture is not good enough..the line is not that clear..why don't you come here?" by saying that he pulled my hand without waiting for my answer.Unexpectedly I responded and stood up and sat in the same couch beside him. with that swift move my pallu dropped off completely for a movement and my globes, my navel and my broad waist line were out. It seemed that I was spellbound by his boldness..I was next to him at his left.I tried to put my pallu back but I wasn't succeeded to cover it fully. His left knee was poking my right leg. He took my left hand into his hands because of that I leaned towards him a bit. My boobs were jumping becoz of speedy breath with excitement. he kept my hand in his hands and rested on my thigh.He was rubbing my hand and said "now the line is very clear and deep" I knew which like he was talking about. I said "Riyaz..tell me now".. he continued " your name is Deepa.. and a 29 yrs hot lady." I said "come on..no more jokes..tell me my future".
He took a deep breath and said "well..Deepa.listen carefully...you are going to have a boy friend." "Shut up.. I am married" He said " I am talking about boy friend not husband..you will have a guy and he is very wild and satisfy you in every aspect."
I said " you can watch it..no problem for me". He " No..let us talk for sometime."
Still I was silent. he said " hey..do you believe in palmistry?"
"yes..I do..why?"
He - "I can read palms well..show me yours". I bent forward from the couch and extended my right hand. In that bending process my pallu has dropped a bit.(I knew that still I acted as if I didn't observe). He moved in that couch towards me and touched my hand. he just didn't touch but he squeezed it slowly. that was the first touch..his hand was rough and the grip was very tight. My smooth hand was getting gently crushed in his rough one. As I lowered my head I observed one thing. I am not sure whether the effect of touch or the sight of my deep cleavage with fully swollen half exposed milk pots, his member started becoming big rapidly..as he is sitting close I could see the nerves on his growing manhood.
I couldn't stop myself comparing that with my husband's. It was almost double in size and in thickness too.. More than that what I was impressed with, was the cleanliness. It was looking like a harpoon. I regained my strength and looked into his face. He was busy thrusting his eyes into my deep cleavage and his lips were bit apart and cud see his tongue's tip between his lips.
I said " Riyaz...do you know reading palms or not?". he said "yeh..I read..but this posture is not good enough..the line is not that clear..why don't you come here?" by saying that he pulled my hand without waiting for my answer.Unexpectedly I responded and stood up and sat in the same couch beside him. with that swift move my pallu dropped off completely for a movement and my globes, my navel and my broad waist line were out. It seemed that I was spellbound by his boldness..I was next to him at his left.I tried to put my pallu back but I wasn't succeeded to cover it fully. His left knee was poking my right leg. He took my left hand into his hands because of that I leaned towards him a bit. My boobs were jumping becoz of speedy breath with excitement. he kept my hand in his hands and rested on my thigh.He was rubbing my hand and said "now the line is very clear and deep" I knew which like he was talking about. I said "Riyaz..tell me now".. he continued " your name is Deepa.. and a 29 yrs hot lady." I said "come on..no more jokes..tell me my future".
He took a deep breath and said "well..Deepa.listen carefully...you are going to have a boy friend." "Shut up.. I am married" He said " I am talking about boy friend not husband..you will have a guy and he is very wild and satisfy you in every aspect."
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