Bhagwatis coal black fingers, her talented tongue that makes me forget ALL…

The water was dark. Foreboding. I was scared to dip my toe in it – what if there were sharks, I thought.

Then a yacht came along. On those waters, the girl said “it’s deep, but I’m coming”.

So she did, and I jumped in the yacht. First thing I did of course? Squeeze those lovely breasts. Hehe. Reminds me of a time I was 19, partying at a club, almost ended up squeezing a “friends” (sorta) girls big boobs while dancing. She didn’t mind though apparently!

Anyway, then we venture into the yacht. And some guy working some sort of knowledgeable AI system looks at me and says “be careful. The system might fall in love”. . .

. .  And I woke up. Hehe. One of many dreams, but as the lovely Bhagwati woke up too, I did not tell her to massage my feet as most men in India would.

“I woke up, so I woke her up, made her rub my feet” I still remember an old Indian male acquaintance saying …

No wonder she didn’t stay with you, friend. Those may make for great fantasy, but aren’t sustainable real life.

What IS sustainable, happens daily?

Her half sleepy yet alert fingers moved over my chest. My body. Flicked my balls, top – tip – of my dick. And then of course my nipples. My!!!!!

Those snake like fingers, dark, knowing, probing. I said it before, I’ll say it again – she might well have written Nipplegasm Central! 

Then her tongue in my ear. Oh my! Heart racing, I uttered the following as I grabbed her in lust “heart attack degi kya” (will you give me a heart attack?).

Reminds me of the same dialog in an Indian movie Jism where the lovely Bipasha was doing much the same thing to one of the male leads. Chest gasping. ..hehe. Bips is a Queen!

No, that would not happen. I’m in great shape. But man her tongue, those fingers, her soles, her voice, that back, that thick ass – and that dark SKIN!! – all drives me so insane with lust daily!

As I pounded her, I felt NONE of the lust abate. My Sissygasm Central techniques (remember, these are prostrate massage techniques the ancient Chinese Emperors used – Indian kings – that allowed them to maintain and satisfy their vast harems of beautiful women) and Bhagwati Devi, those big soulful eyes reflecting the real woman she is allow me to go forever – and we did.

Finally, we fell asleep.

And right now, she IS giving me a bit of a foot rub while I type this on the dumb phone.

“acha bhaiya”.

Ok, big brother.

And shes 15 years my senior likely.

The Indian maid that is certainly one of the smartest, canniest ladies going around.

Knows when to serve, when to dominate.

Cone to think of it, so do I. Hehe.

Perfect match?

I think so!

I’m thinking of putting out daily updates on what we do in subscription format – if enough people are interested. Let me know if so, you’ll get weekly digests for a recurring fee,all hot as hell – straight from the heart and bed!

And that’s that. Pick up some books on Indian femdom as well.

And, be sure to subscribe to our YouTube channel too!

Best,

Mike Watson

PS – From SE headquarters – Bhagwati and I wish you a very happy, fetish filled Valentine’s Day! I still have to explain the origins of the day to her. Maybe after I can stop kissing those lovely juicy melons she shakes and uses to such advantage to turn me into a weak gibbering dog. Hehe.