A bath ✔

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Gram flour,crushed rose petals,curd,honey and turmeric......those were the ingredients of your bathing paste,I had heard it when you were telling it to your sevika. It makes a light yellow coloured formula which smells like roses but works like magic,you were saying.

There...you're sitting on a bathing wooden stool,a sheer white saree draping your chest and lady parts but due to the saree being wet,it has stuck on you like a second skin,ultimately forming a majestic glory on your smooth ebony body.

As you sit there,eyes closed due to application of cooling sandalwood paste on your face...the moonlight falling you makes an alluring sight. At this moment,I'm grateful that you haven't seen me here yet,because you always chase me away from your bathing chambers.

I see that you've already applied the paste on your supple body,which is getting dry slowly but you show your impatience as you pour water above your head,effectively wetting the layer of paste. You slowly rub your arms and neck in small circles in an attempt to loosen the semidry gram flour paste.

Slowly you start rubbing your neck....and towards your breasts but effectively avoiding your nipples. I'm aware that my wicked mouth has caused your nipples to be very sore and I'm not at all guilty.

As your hand rubs and trails down and down,I feel myself forming a string of precum in my pristine dhoti. Slowly you bring away your hand and rub your face slowly,your lovely lips shiningly wet as you again pour water above your head steadily. A beautiful shade of lemony yellow water trailing and falling down from your youthful ebony body forms a seductive contrast.

Slowly you open your eyes and I'm mesmerized by them as they show the expression of being startled by my presence. I can identify the shiver,it must have trailed a blush tinting your cheeks and neck as you anticipate my move while my mind is reeling from the sensation of ejaculation.


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