A smart guy would have knelt within the soil become close to Nayantara. We knelt. Dirt covered her calves. Her legs were streaked with similar colour that is brown. There clearly was a smudge on her behalf cheek where she wiped perspiration away along with her dirty glove.
A rivulet of perspiration slid down her neck, caressing the mound of her breast before vanishing to the halter. Nayantara viewed me personally viewing her.
Kneeling now, dealing with her, I became unexpectedly overrun by the sheer feminine attractiveness of the girl. 阅读更多