I pointed the hand shower at her crotch, and Uma jerked. Her hands were not enough to cover her assets. My desi I sat between her legs, lifting her leg and placing her ankle on my shoulder. Uma washed her hair and was about to tie it.I interrupted her, saying, “You need to apply the conditioner, which will make your hair soft,” giving her the conditioner. I don’t know how I managed to say this.Uma was staring at my face, all dizzy, and she hugged me tightly and burst out crying again. I pushed one finger into her butt with two fingers still inside her pussy, and she had an intense orgasm. After I made her stand, I said, “Hold the handrail for balance.” I apologised for the towel incident.Uma looked at me and said, “Saab, you have seen everything, so I don’t need the towel anymore.
