16-10-2025, 11:12 PM
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## Update 99
Asma was inviting me to fuck her pussy. She was lying completely naked, holding her boobs in both hands and mashing them hard, lost in pleasure. Hearing Asma, Samina said, "Bhiya, don't fuck her, because she lost the bet."
"Oh, my God, you're so cruel," Asma said.
"This afternoon, you had fun alone in front of me," Samina said. "Now I've had my turn. Now, bhiya will only touch you in the morning."
"I was just joking," Asma said.
"But we took it seriously," Samina said. "Didn't we, bhiya?"
"Yes, that's how it is," I said. Samina moved toward Asma.
"Come on," Samina said. "I'll do something for you." Samina lay on top of Asma, held both her mamme in her hands, and started to suck one of them.
"Uffffffff, aaapi, this is a lot of fun," Asma moaned. "Suck hard." Samina sucked her mamma.
"Is it as fun as bhiya?" Samina asked.
"That can't be," Asma said. "Amir is Amir. His dick also touches me from underneath. You just have your mamme on me."
"Hey," Samina said. "Your nipples are very round. It's fun to suck them." In a little while, Asma's moans started to get louder. Samina was sucking her mamme with a lot of pleasure. I was sitting close by, watching her play with Asma. Then Samina got up and put her boobs on Asma's mamme, rubbing them. She brought her mamme to Asma's mouth.
"Here," Samina said. "Suck my mamme."
"Mmmm," Asma said. "I feel like sucking a dick." Hearing her, Samina started to laugh.
"Okay," Samina said. "A dick is not in your destiny today. Make do with this." Then Asma put her boob in her mouth.
"Bhiya has squeezed your mamme dry," Asma said, sucking. "Uffffffffff. He has made them so big."
"Yours are also as big as mine," Samina said. "Don't worry. If you keep letting people press them like this, they'll become bigger than mine." Then Samina went between her legs and started to lick her pussy.
"Asaaahhhhh, uffffff," Asma moaned. "What are you doing, you cruel person? Ummmmmm. Uffffffffffffff."
"A fire has started now, right?" Samina asked.
"A very big one," Asma said.
"I'll put out your fire now," Samina said. Because Asma had been hot for a long time, her pussy cummed quickly. When I saw her discharge, I started to put on my clothes. They both kept lying there naked. I got dressed and came to the room. I fell asleep as soon as I lay down on the bed. In the morning, I woke up early and went for a jog. The weather was very lovely. I came back after going a long way. When I reached the haveli, the door was closed. Samina's people had not come today. I exercised a lot. My body was covered in sweat. Today, I was wearing long shorts and a shirt. I finished exercising, left the haveli, and started walking toward home.
I had only gone a little distance when an old woman was standing at the door of a house. She called out to me. "Son, listen to me," the old woman said.
I looked at her. "Yes, what is it, Ama?" I asked.
"Son," Ama said. "There is no man in my house. I have some work inside. It would be very kind of you if you could do it."
"I'll do it, Ama," I said. "You tell me."
"Come inside the house," she said. I followed the old woman and entered the house. Their house was very big and lovely. It had an open courtyard. In the middle of the courtyard was a tree, under which was a cot, and on it was a beautiful woman. As soon as she saw me, she got up and put her dupatta on her head. We were walking toward her. I looked at the woman carefully. She had a round face, big, red cheeks, and thick, sexy lips. The way her chest rose under the dupatta told me her mamme were also amazing. She had a proportional stomach and then full thighs. She must have been around 24 years old. She was wearing a yellow dress.
Seeing me stare like that, she became a little restless. She looked into my eyes and then looked down. The charm of her eyes attracted me in a moment. We reached her, and Ama said, "Daughter, I have called this boy. Get the work done that you need to. There is no one from the neighbors here. May God bless this boy; he came when I called." Hearing Ama, the woman said, "Sit. I'll get tea for you."
"No need to bother," I said. "I haven't come from far away. You tell me what the work is."
"Son," Ama said. "This is also your house." Then she looked at the girl. "Nazia," she said. "Give him lassi. Lassi is better for young men." Now I knew the woman's name was Nazia. She quickly went toward the kitchen. Ama started to ask me about my house. In a little while, Nazia brought a big pitcher full of lassi and poured it into a glass, which she gave to me. As I held the glass, I was hoping that her dupatta would slip, and I could see something, but I failed.
"There was no need for this," I said. "But I'll drink it for you." I said this and looked into Nazia's eyes. A slight smile came on her face. I drank the lassi and wiped my lips. "Are you her daughter?" I asked Nazia.
"Yes, I'm her daughter-in-law," Nazia said.
"Do only you two live in the house?" I asked.
"Yes," Nazia said. "My husband is in Dubai. We separated after the wedding." I didn't see any children in the house, which made me suspect that Nazia had no children. I emptied the glass and put it down.
"Have some more," Nazia said. I looked into her eyes again. This time, she also looked into my eyes without hesitation. I thought to myself, 'Is she asking to get fucked?'
"No, that's enough," I said. "Now tell me what the work was."
"The thing is," Nazia said, "I have to clean the room, and I have to take out some stuff from the room." I got up.
"Okay," I said. "Tell me what all to take out." She looked at my chest and the muscles of my arms with a deep gaze and walked inside. I started to walk behind her. Her ass was very sexy and big and was moving up and down with her walk. I followed her and entered the room. A lot of stuff was lying in the room. I looked at the stuff and said, "Do we have to take all this out?"
Hearing me, she laughed. "Don't worry," Nazia said. "We just have to take out a few things."
"No, it's not like that," I said. "Even if we have to take out everything, your man is here." Nazia looked at my arms.
"I feel like you can take out everything by yourself," Nazia said.
"No," I said. "I don't have that much strength." Nazia heard me and laughed.
"Can I ask you something?" I asked.
"Yes, ask," Nazia said.
"Do you not have any children?" I asked. Nazia suddenly became quiet and then said, "No. It's been three years since I got married. My husband went after the wedding and hasn't come back yet."
"Oh, sorry," I said. "You became sad." Hearing me, Nazia said, "No, why would I be sad? When my husband comes, we'll have children too." She said this and laughed. Nazia's lips looked very sexy, and her chest, hidden under the dupatta, was increasing my curiosity. Getting aroused with a stranger woman alone in a room was a given. I was looking at her neck again and again, which looked very fair and delicate. My lips were desperate to kiss that neck.
With a lonely girl, a dick starts to itch anyway, but when the woman is sexy and beautiful, then the matter goes much further.
"When is your husband coming?" I asked. She looked into my eyes.
"I don't know yet," she said. Then, changing the topic, she said, "We have to take this showcase out."
"This is light," I said. "You can lift it from one side."
"Yes," Nazia said. "I'll try."
"Okay, then come on," I said. I grabbed the showcase from one side and lifted it. Nazia bent to lift the other side of the showcase. This time, she couldn't control her dupatta, and its two ends fell forward and hung down, and her big mamme were exposed. My eyes immediately got fixed on her mamme. As she bent, a lot of her mamme was visible from the open neckline. The mamme were very white and red, and their shape told me their juice was still safe. I was looking at her cleavage from the open neckline. Nazia's eyes were down. Then she lifted the showcase from the other side. Ufffff, the sight became even sexier. The corner of the showcase was between her two mamme. One mamma was hidden behind the showcase, and the other was attached to the glass in front of the showcase. Nazia's mamme were very excellent and full of delicacy. Seeing them, I could not have guessed that she was married. Her skin-colored bra was now clearly visible underneath. I started to look at her mamma without any hesitation. As she lifted the weight, she was walking with a slow pace, which made her boobs shake a lot. We took the showcase outside.
"You put it down first," I said. Nazia bent down to put the showcase down. Once again, her mamme tried to come out of the neckline, and I started to take in their sexy sight with my eyes. She stood up after putting down the showcase, and I also put it down. Nazia was taking long breaths. She had put the dupatta on her mamme again, but not on her head.
"Are you tired?" I asked.
"Smiling," "No," she said. "I'm just breathing. This is very heavy." My dick had started to get hard. I started to distract my attention here and there so that my dick would not get hard. Because with my shorts, Nazia would immediately see my dick. But no matter how much I tried, my eyes would go back to Nazia's delicate lips, then to her neck, and then to her mamme. Nazia entered the room again, and I followed her. Now my dick was fully hard and was clearly visible from my shorts. I put one hand in my shorts' pocket and held my dick from inside, moving it to the side.
"What do we have to take out now?" I asked. Nazia gestured toward a table. I lifted the table alone. I lifted the table in such a way that the table was pressed on my chest, stomach, and dick. I put the table outside. I went back into the room. And when I saw Nazia now, my dick started to jump uncontrollably. Nazia was on her knees, bending over the floor, peeking under a box. She was bent in a doggy style. Her face was also close to the floor. Maybe she was looking for something under the box. Bending like that, her ass was completely naked. Her kameez had slid up and was on her waist. And both her cheeks had spread to the sides. The tight shalwar was stuck between the cheeks. The softness of the cheeks was so visible through the shalwar that my dick started to melt just by looking at them. The softness of her cheeks was reaching my dick through my eyes. I went very close to her and started to enjoy the sight of her ass from close by. After watching her ass for a while, I said, "Should I help you?"
"Mmmm, yes," she said, still bent down. "Some clothes have fallen down here. I can't take them out. My hand can't reach there."
"You move away," I said. "I'll try." I had now left my dick free. I was standing right behind her. Nazia heard me and stood up. As soon as she got up and moved back, I made a move, and the next moment, my dick touched her soft cheeks. As soon as Nazia felt something like a stick on her ass, she turned toward me, and I immediately knelt down so that she would not see my dick. My mouth was in front of her pussy.
"You move away," I said. "I'll try to take out the clothes."
"Yes, you try," she said with a laugh. "Your arms are also longer than mine." And I felt like she was talking about my dick's length. I knelt down. Some clothes were lying there. My hand reached them. I pulled a piece of cloth out. It was a kameez. Something else was also lying there. I gave the kameez to Nazia and put my hand down again. This time, I could tell from the hardness of the cloth that it was the cover of Nazia's mamme, her bra. I grabbed the bra and took it out. I felt like I had not grabbed her bra but Nazia's mamma. I gave the bra to Nazia.
"Here," I said. "The other cloth also came out." Nazia became a little embarrassed when she saw the bra in my hand. She quickly grabbed the bra and hid it in her kameez. I knelt down again and took out the rest of the clothes.
"That's it," I said. "Now it's all empty underneath." Hearing me, Nazia said, "Okay, thanks, yaar." Then we took out the bed's mattress and other things from the room. Nazia had become quite frank with me, and now we were also joking. I had touched her many times, and then her eyes fell on my hard dick. I didn't try to hide my dick now. At first, she quickly looked away. But then she started to look at my dick again and again with hidden glances. A special sparkle had come into her eyes after seeing my dick. I could understand what would happen to a woman who had not seen a dick for three years after a good fucking after marriage. Nazia was a thirsty woman. Her husband had not even drunk a sip of her intoxicating body yet. Her every part was full of intoxication. Her burning lips were reflecting her long thirst. Her wide ass was waiting for the touch of a dick. Her mamme were in search of a strong grip of hands. And her pussy was desperate to get a hard dick. She was an innocent woman who was still waiting for her husband, who had gone to Dubai after having fun with her for a while. For a moment, I felt pity for Nazia. Nazia's toned body was telling me that her pussy had not played much with a dick yet. As I thought about her, my dick started to get hard badly. Now I was showing her my dick without any hesitation, and she was pretending not to know, even while looking at my dick. Her eyes had become red with the intensity of her emotions. And my dick was standing hard like a pole from the intensity of my emotions. Despite all this, she had not exposed herself by separating her dupatta. Instead, whenever the dupatta would slip, she would fix it again. The stuff was out of the room, and she sat on the bed. She was sweating, and in her sweat, her neck looked even sexier.
"Mmmmm, sit down," she said, looking at my dick with side glances. I sat next to her.
"Thank you very much," Nazia said. "If you weren't here, it would have been a big problem. I'll do the rest of the work myself now."
"There's no need to say thank you," I said. "It's my duty, and I'm happy that I was of help to you."
"A thank you is needed," Nazia said. "Who helps anyone these days?"
"You can call me whenever you need help," I said, putting sexy glances in her eyes.
"Hmm, okay," Nazia said. "Thank you very much. I'll do the rest of the work myself now."
"You have to wash the room?" I asked.
"Yes," she said.
"Then who will put the stuff back?" I asked.
"Ama will find someone again," Nazia said.
"You call me," I said.
"How will I call you?" she asked.
"Call me," I said. "Don't you have a phone?"
"I do have a phone, but..." she said.
"But what?" I asked. "You save my number and trust me. I won't bother you." I said this, looking at her sexy lips as if I would eat them. She looked into my eyes for a while, then she went to the other room and brought her phone. I told her my number, and she saved it.
"Ring me," I said. "I'll save your number too."
"But I don't have a balance right now," Nazia said.
"Then how will you call me?" I asked.
"Hmmmm, that's true," she said.
"It seems you don't trust me yet," I said.
"No, no, it's not like that," she said. "Okay, please, I'll call you myself."
"Laughing," "If you don't," I said, "I'll come myself in an hour to help you."
"Mmmmm, okay," Nazia said. Then my phone rang. I saw the number. Nazia was laughing.
"Is this your number?" I asked.
"Yes, it is," she said.
"Thanks for the trust," I said.
"Now you go," Nazia said. "When I wash the room, I'll ring you."
"Okay," I said. Then I said goodbye to her and came out. Ama was sitting outside. I stopped by her.
"Ama," I said. "When the work is done, call me. I'll be happy to help."
"Son, may God bless you," Ama said. "May you live long." And then I took Ama's blessings and went out.
Asma was inviting me to fuck her pussy. She was lying completely naked, holding her boobs in both hands and mashing them hard, lost in pleasure. Hearing Asma, Samina said, "Bhiya, don't fuck her, because she lost the bet."
"Oh, my God, you're so cruel," Asma said.
"This afternoon, you had fun alone in front of me," Samina said. "Now I've had my turn. Now, bhiya will only touch you in the morning."
"I was just joking," Asma said.
"But we took it seriously," Samina said. "Didn't we, bhiya?"
"Yes, that's how it is," I said. Samina moved toward Asma.
"Come on," Samina said. "I'll do something for you." Samina lay on top of Asma, held both her mamme in her hands, and started to suck one of them.
"Uffffffff, aaapi, this is a lot of fun," Asma moaned. "Suck hard." Samina sucked her mamma.
"Is it as fun as bhiya?" Samina asked.
"That can't be," Asma said. "Amir is Amir. His dick also touches me from underneath. You just have your mamme on me."
"Hey," Samina said. "Your nipples are very round. It's fun to suck them." In a little while, Asma's moans started to get louder. Samina was sucking her mamme with a lot of pleasure. I was sitting close by, watching her play with Asma. Then Samina got up and put her boobs on Asma's mamme, rubbing them. She brought her mamme to Asma's mouth.
"Here," Samina said. "Suck my mamme."
"Mmmm," Asma said. "I feel like sucking a dick." Hearing her, Samina started to laugh.
"Okay," Samina said. "A dick is not in your destiny today. Make do with this." Then Asma put her boob in her mouth.
"Bhiya has squeezed your mamme dry," Asma said, sucking. "Uffffffffff. He has made them so big."
"Yours are also as big as mine," Samina said. "Don't worry. If you keep letting people press them like this, they'll become bigger than mine." Then Samina went between her legs and started to lick her pussy.
"Asaaahhhhh, uffffff," Asma moaned. "What are you doing, you cruel person? Ummmmmm. Uffffffffffffff."
"A fire has started now, right?" Samina asked.
"A very big one," Asma said.
"I'll put out your fire now," Samina said. Because Asma had been hot for a long time, her pussy cummed quickly. When I saw her discharge, I started to put on my clothes. They both kept lying there naked. I got dressed and came to the room. I fell asleep as soon as I lay down on the bed. In the morning, I woke up early and went for a jog. The weather was very lovely. I came back after going a long way. When I reached the haveli, the door was closed. Samina's people had not come today. I exercised a lot. My body was covered in sweat. Today, I was wearing long shorts and a shirt. I finished exercising, left the haveli, and started walking toward home.
I had only gone a little distance when an old woman was standing at the door of a house. She called out to me. "Son, listen to me," the old woman said.
I looked at her. "Yes, what is it, Ama?" I asked.
"Son," Ama said. "There is no man in my house. I have some work inside. It would be very kind of you if you could do it."
"I'll do it, Ama," I said. "You tell me."
"Come inside the house," she said. I followed the old woman and entered the house. Their house was very big and lovely. It had an open courtyard. In the middle of the courtyard was a tree, under which was a cot, and on it was a beautiful woman. As soon as she saw me, she got up and put her dupatta on her head. We were walking toward her. I looked at the woman carefully. She had a round face, big, red cheeks, and thick, sexy lips. The way her chest rose under the dupatta told me her mamme were also amazing. She had a proportional stomach and then full thighs. She must have been around 24 years old. She was wearing a yellow dress.
Seeing me stare like that, she became a little restless. She looked into my eyes and then looked down. The charm of her eyes attracted me in a moment. We reached her, and Ama said, "Daughter, I have called this boy. Get the work done that you need to. There is no one from the neighbors here. May God bless this boy; he came when I called." Hearing Ama, the woman said, "Sit. I'll get tea for you."
"No need to bother," I said. "I haven't come from far away. You tell me what the work is."
"Son," Ama said. "This is also your house." Then she looked at the girl. "Nazia," she said. "Give him lassi. Lassi is better for young men." Now I knew the woman's name was Nazia. She quickly went toward the kitchen. Ama started to ask me about my house. In a little while, Nazia brought a big pitcher full of lassi and poured it into a glass, which she gave to me. As I held the glass, I was hoping that her dupatta would slip, and I could see something, but I failed.
"There was no need for this," I said. "But I'll drink it for you." I said this and looked into Nazia's eyes. A slight smile came on her face. I drank the lassi and wiped my lips. "Are you her daughter?" I asked Nazia.
"Yes, I'm her daughter-in-law," Nazia said.
"Do only you two live in the house?" I asked.
"Yes," Nazia said. "My husband is in Dubai. We separated after the wedding." I didn't see any children in the house, which made me suspect that Nazia had no children. I emptied the glass and put it down.
"Have some more," Nazia said. I looked into her eyes again. This time, she also looked into my eyes without hesitation. I thought to myself, 'Is she asking to get fucked?'
"No, that's enough," I said. "Now tell me what the work was."
"The thing is," Nazia said, "I have to clean the room, and I have to take out some stuff from the room." I got up.
"Okay," I said. "Tell me what all to take out." She looked at my chest and the muscles of my arms with a deep gaze and walked inside. I started to walk behind her. Her ass was very sexy and big and was moving up and down with her walk. I followed her and entered the room. A lot of stuff was lying in the room. I looked at the stuff and said, "Do we have to take all this out?"
Hearing me, she laughed. "Don't worry," Nazia said. "We just have to take out a few things."
"No, it's not like that," I said. "Even if we have to take out everything, your man is here." Nazia looked at my arms.
"I feel like you can take out everything by yourself," Nazia said.
"No," I said. "I don't have that much strength." Nazia heard me and laughed.
"Can I ask you something?" I asked.
"Yes, ask," Nazia said.
"Do you not have any children?" I asked. Nazia suddenly became quiet and then said, "No. It's been three years since I got married. My husband went after the wedding and hasn't come back yet."
"Oh, sorry," I said. "You became sad." Hearing me, Nazia said, "No, why would I be sad? When my husband comes, we'll have children too." She said this and laughed. Nazia's lips looked very sexy, and her chest, hidden under the dupatta, was increasing my curiosity. Getting aroused with a stranger woman alone in a room was a given. I was looking at her neck again and again, which looked very fair and delicate. My lips were desperate to kiss that neck.
With a lonely girl, a dick starts to itch anyway, but when the woman is sexy and beautiful, then the matter goes much further.
"When is your husband coming?" I asked. She looked into my eyes.
"I don't know yet," she said. Then, changing the topic, she said, "We have to take this showcase out."
"This is light," I said. "You can lift it from one side."
"Yes," Nazia said. "I'll try."
"Okay, then come on," I said. I grabbed the showcase from one side and lifted it. Nazia bent to lift the other side of the showcase. This time, she couldn't control her dupatta, and its two ends fell forward and hung down, and her big mamme were exposed. My eyes immediately got fixed on her mamme. As she bent, a lot of her mamme was visible from the open neckline. The mamme were very white and red, and their shape told me their juice was still safe. I was looking at her cleavage from the open neckline. Nazia's eyes were down. Then she lifted the showcase from the other side. Ufffff, the sight became even sexier. The corner of the showcase was between her two mamme. One mamma was hidden behind the showcase, and the other was attached to the glass in front of the showcase. Nazia's mamme were very excellent and full of delicacy. Seeing them, I could not have guessed that she was married. Her skin-colored bra was now clearly visible underneath. I started to look at her mamma without any hesitation. As she lifted the weight, she was walking with a slow pace, which made her boobs shake a lot. We took the showcase outside.
"You put it down first," I said. Nazia bent down to put the showcase down. Once again, her mamme tried to come out of the neckline, and I started to take in their sexy sight with my eyes. She stood up after putting down the showcase, and I also put it down. Nazia was taking long breaths. She had put the dupatta on her mamme again, but not on her head.
"Are you tired?" I asked.
"Smiling," "No," she said. "I'm just breathing. This is very heavy." My dick had started to get hard. I started to distract my attention here and there so that my dick would not get hard. Because with my shorts, Nazia would immediately see my dick. But no matter how much I tried, my eyes would go back to Nazia's delicate lips, then to her neck, and then to her mamme. Nazia entered the room again, and I followed her. Now my dick was fully hard and was clearly visible from my shorts. I put one hand in my shorts' pocket and held my dick from inside, moving it to the side.
"What do we have to take out now?" I asked. Nazia gestured toward a table. I lifted the table alone. I lifted the table in such a way that the table was pressed on my chest, stomach, and dick. I put the table outside. I went back into the room. And when I saw Nazia now, my dick started to jump uncontrollably. Nazia was on her knees, bending over the floor, peeking under a box. She was bent in a doggy style. Her face was also close to the floor. Maybe she was looking for something under the box. Bending like that, her ass was completely naked. Her kameez had slid up and was on her waist. And both her cheeks had spread to the sides. The tight shalwar was stuck between the cheeks. The softness of the cheeks was so visible through the shalwar that my dick started to melt just by looking at them. The softness of her cheeks was reaching my dick through my eyes. I went very close to her and started to enjoy the sight of her ass from close by. After watching her ass for a while, I said, "Should I help you?"
"Mmmm, yes," she said, still bent down. "Some clothes have fallen down here. I can't take them out. My hand can't reach there."
"You move away," I said. "I'll try." I had now left my dick free. I was standing right behind her. Nazia heard me and stood up. As soon as she got up and moved back, I made a move, and the next moment, my dick touched her soft cheeks. As soon as Nazia felt something like a stick on her ass, she turned toward me, and I immediately knelt down so that she would not see my dick. My mouth was in front of her pussy.
"You move away," I said. "I'll try to take out the clothes."
"Yes, you try," she said with a laugh. "Your arms are also longer than mine." And I felt like she was talking about my dick's length. I knelt down. Some clothes were lying there. My hand reached them. I pulled a piece of cloth out. It was a kameez. Something else was also lying there. I gave the kameez to Nazia and put my hand down again. This time, I could tell from the hardness of the cloth that it was the cover of Nazia's mamme, her bra. I grabbed the bra and took it out. I felt like I had not grabbed her bra but Nazia's mamma. I gave the bra to Nazia.
"Here," I said. "The other cloth also came out." Nazia became a little embarrassed when she saw the bra in my hand. She quickly grabbed the bra and hid it in her kameez. I knelt down again and took out the rest of the clothes.
"That's it," I said. "Now it's all empty underneath." Hearing me, Nazia said, "Okay, thanks, yaar." Then we took out the bed's mattress and other things from the room. Nazia had become quite frank with me, and now we were also joking. I had touched her many times, and then her eyes fell on my hard dick. I didn't try to hide my dick now. At first, she quickly looked away. But then she started to look at my dick again and again with hidden glances. A special sparkle had come into her eyes after seeing my dick. I could understand what would happen to a woman who had not seen a dick for three years after a good fucking after marriage. Nazia was a thirsty woman. Her husband had not even drunk a sip of her intoxicating body yet. Her every part was full of intoxication. Her burning lips were reflecting her long thirst. Her wide ass was waiting for the touch of a dick. Her mamme were in search of a strong grip of hands. And her pussy was desperate to get a hard dick. She was an innocent woman who was still waiting for her husband, who had gone to Dubai after having fun with her for a while. For a moment, I felt pity for Nazia. Nazia's toned body was telling me that her pussy had not played much with a dick yet. As I thought about her, my dick started to get hard badly. Now I was showing her my dick without any hesitation, and she was pretending not to know, even while looking at my dick. Her eyes had become red with the intensity of her emotions. And my dick was standing hard like a pole from the intensity of my emotions. Despite all this, she had not exposed herself by separating her dupatta. Instead, whenever the dupatta would slip, she would fix it again. The stuff was out of the room, and she sat on the bed. She was sweating, and in her sweat, her neck looked even sexier.
"Mmmmm, sit down," she said, looking at my dick with side glances. I sat next to her.
"Thank you very much," Nazia said. "If you weren't here, it would have been a big problem. I'll do the rest of the work myself now."
"There's no need to say thank you," I said. "It's my duty, and I'm happy that I was of help to you."
"A thank you is needed," Nazia said. "Who helps anyone these days?"
"You can call me whenever you need help," I said, putting sexy glances in her eyes.
"Hmm, okay," Nazia said. "Thank you very much. I'll do the rest of the work myself now."
"You have to wash the room?" I asked.
"Yes," she said.
"Then who will put the stuff back?" I asked.
"Ama will find someone again," Nazia said.
"You call me," I said.
"How will I call you?" she asked.
"Call me," I said. "Don't you have a phone?"
"I do have a phone, but..." she said.
"But what?" I asked. "You save my number and trust me. I won't bother you." I said this, looking at her sexy lips as if I would eat them. She looked into my eyes for a while, then she went to the other room and brought her phone. I told her my number, and she saved it.
"Ring me," I said. "I'll save your number too."
"But I don't have a balance right now," Nazia said.
"Then how will you call me?" I asked.
"Hmmmm, that's true," she said.
"It seems you don't trust me yet," I said.
"No, no, it's not like that," she said. "Okay, please, I'll call you myself."
"Laughing," "If you don't," I said, "I'll come myself in an hour to help you."
"Mmmmm, okay," Nazia said. Then my phone rang. I saw the number. Nazia was laughing.
"Is this your number?" I asked.
"Yes, it is," she said.
"Thanks for the trust," I said.
"Now you go," Nazia said. "When I wash the room, I'll ring you."
"Okay," I said. Then I said goodbye to her and came out. Ama was sitting outside. I stopped by her.
"Ama," I said. "When the work is done, call me. I'll be happy to help."
"Son, may God bless you," Ama said. "May you live long." And then I took Ama's blessings and went out.