Sumita Bhabi Tango

He let his index finger touch the lace, caressing his finger very slowly over the see-thru fabric. He loved lace, he always had. He loved the temptati...n he was entering now. Was she asleep? "Oh god, I wanna feel underneath that lace, but I shouldn't touch her while she's sleeping. That's just wrong," he told himself. "Isn't this a little like ****? I know she's stoned, and probably doesn't have her wits about her. Should I take advantage of her?" He had to touch that lace again. It just felt. She stretched lazily, her arms above her head, and stretched her legs, tightening her whole body for a short time then relaxed. She opened her eyes for a second, then closed them against the light, then slowly opened them again, allowing the day to creep up on her.It was still early she knew, not yet 6 am, and she felt her body responding to the warmth of the morning. She felt like a flower kissed by the sun that opens its petals. She raised her leg, the one outside the sheets and stretched,. More

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