Desi Bhabhi’s Wild Desires

I am smiling as I walk home, allowing the water to soak through my clothing, and thoroughly enjoying the feeling as my shirt and skirt begin to cling to my body. We both notice together that the rain has now tapered off and as you turn the key in the ignition and start your car you turn to look at me again, always smiling, and whisper one last question. Vxxx I look around, a slightly dazed look on my face until I see a pair of eyes looking at me from above a barely rolled down car window parked at the curb. You speak again, asking if I know where the Holiday Inn on Devonshire Street is, and for a moment I have completely lost my voice; I am completely taken