Earlier I had no problems in liftingboxes and heavy stuff but now I was unable to lift even an emptycylinder. Earlier I used to carry it till the vehi...cle. I had toembarrassingly call Salman and wait for him to do it. It was veryfrustrating to see my body getting weaker. I was loosing the musclesfrom my arms and legs and they began to look very slender. Salman usedto ask me to wear bangles all the time as he loved their sound. I alsostarted noticing the attention that men gave me now. Burqa or. As for my hair, I had been letting it grow for a while, it was shoulderlength by then, dark and wavy. It had not been planned, I was just notinterested in hair care and it didn't seem necessary to get it cut. Mymom didn't have a problem when I told her so, she actually seemedenthusiastic about me letting my hair grow, which was weird but wentunnoticed at the time.I usually wore it pulled back in a low ponytail wich made it seem as ifit was cut short, it also kept it out of the way. In an. They never stayed with him though. I now knew it certainly wasn’t his skills in bed that made them leave him.He continued to take me missionary style. I had to admit he felt really good between my legs. He couldn’t keep his hands or his mouth off my boobs. He seemed to love the size of them as he kneaded them with his fingers. He sucked my nipples too, making me cum hard.I couldn’t believe a strange man, not my husband, made me cum. He suddenly looked surprised as he tensed up and said where. She came out of her room with the same saree that I watched her on that day. I thought that she have some plans today, so might be wearing. She came near, gave a weird smile and locked the door. It was a puzzling moment for me. I didn’t get what she was doing. She came near me and said.Shreena: How am I looking?Me: Absolutely fantastic.Shreena: This is the way you wanted to see me right?I was in shock. I acted innocent.Me: In what way aunty?Shreena: Don’t be too smart. I can sense your.