However, on the third day itself, I was waiting for her duty to be off. I went out in the front garden of hospital and stood under a tree watching her... arrival. Finally she came with pink Punjabi dress and she was glamour like a SONALI BENDRE (my favorite film actress).When she came closed to me I asked her how she would go home. She told by bus, I told I would also like to roam around with you in order to get familiar with roots and areas of jammu, she said “I will show u jammu”. On this reply. Her shoes came off first, her eyes locked on mine. Her britches followed and she folded them carefully and placed them on a chair. She did not wear bloomers like mine, but silk shorts which had a delicious transparency to them, such delicate material were they fashioned in. I could perceive through them a dark triangle similar to that which covered my most private of parts. Soon though I was gazing on that triangle uncovered and watched as she sat, brazenly spreading her legs and touching. I saws his mom stand in black nylons with short cowboy jeans on. I kept staring at her feet, and my cock started to get aroused. She was a tall lady and had pretty big feet for a women, but still they looked so nice. I saw my friend looking at me, and I stared down the floor, hoping he did not see that I looked at his mom feet. He said nothing but I am sure he saw my cock getting hard. We said goodnight and went to bed.I always have trouble sl**ping over by others. So I guess I slept for a. "Eso hizo, escuché como hacía esta labor mientras, a mis espaldas, pasaba una toalla seca, con ligeros toques para retirar el exceso de humedad.Así permanecí y tras dejar la toalla, pasó sus manos sobre mis hombros, delicadamente, lo cual me pareció buen detalle, para llegar a mis omóplatos y empujarme hacia el frente."¡Qué bien!, te dejas llevar.", y rió, a lo cual dejé escapar una ligera risa."Ah, ah, ah, no te muevas."Traté de abrir los ojos pero mis largas pestañas aún tenían humedad, así.