Adultery Ajab Si Piyas

[maitripatel]

As I shyly lifted my legs, Nomi applied hair-removing lotion even to the fine hairs surrounding my anus and gently caressed the pink opening with his finger.

I felt embarrassed, wondering how I could be lying there naked with my Choot (pussy) spread open in front of such a young boy.
 
Nomi’s bare, fair, and smooth legs and thighs, emerging from his shorts, were brushing against my own naked thighs. Crafted by Maitri Patel.
 
While Nomi was applying the hair-removal cream to my pubic area, Hira began drawing henna designs on my hands and arms, smiling at me as she watched me enjoying the touch of that young boy.
 
Thanks to the cool air in the air-conditioned room, both Hira’s special henna and the hair-removal lotion Nomi had applied were drying quickly. A few minutes later, Nomi took a sponge and a bowl of water and began removing the cream along with the hair from my Choot (pussy). In no time, the cream was wiped away, and the hair was gone.
 
Then, running his hand over my smooth, hair-free Choot (pussy), Nomi said to me,
 
“Madam, is it okay?” he asked, tracing a finger around the area. He looked at both Hira and me, seeking approval.
 
Hira ran her hand over my Choot (pussy) and said,
 
“Fantastic job, Nomi... keep working like this, and you’ll master the whole job very soon.”
 
Hira moved toward my thighs with her henna cone and began applying henna to the soft, fair, triangular area above my Choot (pussy); I asked,
 
“Hira, what are you doing?” Hira smiled and said,
 
“I’m decorating this lovely Choot (pussy) of yours with henna for your lover, darling.”
 
I smiled at her words and inwardly praised her idea; seeing a henna-adorned Choot (pussy) would drive not just Neeru, but even Saud, absolutely wild. Both men would be bursting with desire.
 
Nomi was also sitting nearby, watching Hira draw intricate patterns with henna on my Choot (pussy).
 
My Choot (pussy) had been constantly touched by someone’s hands for a while now, so the fire within it wasn't cooling down; instead, it kept flaring up. Naturally, it craved something. It kept getting wetter and wetter.
 
Nomi was sitting right beside me. He took my hand and placed it on his thigh; his soft, smooth, bare thigh was right beneath my henna-stained hand.
 
I could feel the delicacy of his thighs; they were softer and more delicate than even a girl's. There wasn't a single hair on them. Touching his smooth thigh gave me a strange, thrilling sensation.
 
Hira drew exquisite henna patterns on the mound above my Choot (pussy); they looked incredibly lovely and sexy.
 
Stroking my thighs, Nomi said,
 
“Madam, it looks absolutely beautiful now.”
 
I blushed, and a fresh wave of heat surged through my Choot (pussy).
 
Placing his hand on my boobs, Nomi asked Hira,
 
“Ma'am, should we apply henna here too?”
 
Hira replied, “No, they look lovely just as they are, so fair and beautiful.”
 
After a while, Hira finished the henna work and said,
 
“Just stay like this for two minutes... it’ll all dry up soon.” Product of Maitri.
 
My mouth was going dry from the heat rising within my Choot (pussy). I said,
 
“Hira, get me some water.”
 
Hira told Nomi to fetch some juice, and he immediately left the room.
 
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