Kavita was well dressed, with her hair done in a monstrous braid-bun.Most people don’t even get one girl. But never mind, I am growing my hair. Desi chut She gave a slight moan. Gayatri helped me pour oil into my hands whenever I asked her to.After massaging her scalp, I started flowing my hand through her tresses, holding them in one hand and applying oil over the length with the other. It took me nearly 1 hour to comb both of their hair.I made a center partition of Kavita’s long hair, took the oil bottle, and poured some oil at the center of the scalp. Someone will see.” She even pointed at Gayatri to stop me, or someone may catch us. Her loose hair was scattered between mine and her body. She was reading her book. Without wasting any time, Gayatri went down between my legs.
