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“Little bit tighter.”, she said, trying hard not to sound as breathless as she was.

His hands brushed and caressed her waist and her belly as they smoothed the tape around her body. “This better?”

“Oh yes!”

He was making notations in a notebook of all measurements. He made another one now.

“Ok, let’s talk about your salwar now.” Nitu’s heart skipped a beat as she realized his hands were now going to be on her legs.

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She could already feel her pussy soaking wet in her panties, really dying to be fucked. She didn’t know if she could take any more of his teasing hands, especially on her legs! He seemed to know exactly what he was doing to her gorgeous, sensuous body!

He was kneeling in front of her and with one end of the tape, pressed on her waist, his hand moved down, brushing the back of his fingers on her soft, smooth thigh, through the thin, almost transparent salwar she was wearing.

He stopped with his hand on her shapely ankle and look up at her, “This length is ok for you?”