The water sprayed against the tiled wall and the bottom of the bath. Within moments, steam started to shroud the room and I brushed my teeth more thor...oughly than usual. I wanted to look my best for Deuce; I knew first impressions meant a lot. When I had finished, I stepped into the shower. The hot water cascaded onto my legs, turning them a pinkish red as I acclimatised to the heat. The steam wrapped around me like a blanket, keeping me warm before I finally deluged into the centre of the water. "Okay, fine. Just trying to help." Next time," the fellow hissed, "Don't bother!"Shrugging philosophically, Darryl slipped back into his own seat. 'Well, I tried. Wonder what put the burr under his saddle?'Strangely, he then elected to take the backward facing seat, a decision that allowed Darryl to continue to observe him. On closer inspection, the guy was not really out of the ordinary. His nearly black hair was closely cropped, but not into some sort of punk cut. It was more like an. This time she took another turn and displayed her front. Slowly she let her one leg slide down the side of the bed. Her erotic well shaped chut could be seen clearly. At this stage, balu’s young lund must be throbbing like mad. Balu took his lund out and started to rub it. Komal suddenly murmured, “Balu pani lao (bring water)”. Balu ran to fetch water. When he came Komal had wrapped the sheet around and lazily got up to drink water and stared at Balu’s bulge. He asked, “Memsahib sabh dheek hai?. This is definitely a good size for a spare bedroom,” I shouted into the closet as I backed out quickly and bumped my ass into his bulging tool. “Oops, I’m sorry,” I said as I brushed my hand across his stomach to acknowledge his presence and push him slightly out of my way. I had felt the whole length of his hard cock up against my ass and I was getting quite turned on thinking about that shaft sliding past my thong and into my moistening twat but I carried on and turned to him as I was passing.