**FR Kennedy Bridge- 26th**
Preview: BMC fine, tech savvy Dalla, Rabindranath Tagore and some explicit stuff.
Prelude
By a stroke good fortune, I found my alone in the city for 3 weeks. Johnny wanted a long overdue release, while the cyclist in me wanted to go for a spin, finally decided to do both!
Cycled 30 km to SoBo, feasted my eyes on many a tight t-shirt and saree on the way to get into the mood. Marine Drive was at it's glorious best-- dark, breezy and somewhat nippy given the time of the year.
My biggest concern was parking, in the end I found a railing near a police chowki. With my beast secure under the watchful eyes of Bombay police, I proceded to the brothel by taxi.
Got off at Opera House , was just approaching the signal when someone called me from behind--" Sir aap se ek galti ho gayi", I thought to myself " Abhi Tak to galti Kari hi nahi". It so happened that that I had casually chucked( normally I don't do this) a fruity bottle near the bustop and had to therefore pay 200 rs fine.
At the Brothel
Entered the second door before the Paanwala(opp. Kuteer), about 8-10 pimps entered with me! Each one trying to lure me into his den.
This particular Kotha has 4 floors, the second and third are operted by Lakhan.
Promised the first floor dalla that I would check his collection on my way back ( a trick I picked up from LK69). Took the third floor den, Lakhan had a decent lineup, all of em smiling somewhat bashfully. Chose one Priya.
Tech Savvy Dalla
I had come with just enough cash( 1200 + 100+ 200 tip) but the 200 rupee fine left me short. Funny thing is that Lakhan not only guided to the wallet to bank option on Paytm( was hesitant to use UPI) but also himself added his bank account number and IFSC code , details which he evidentally knew by heart!
Harlot with a Heart of gold.
Priya's childlike laughter was very endearing.
Aap Bengali ho?...haan...aur aap?...Bengali nahi Hoon lekin Bengali me gana ga sakta hoon...sunao sunao...proceed to sing a Tagore song which marvels at a sky studded with the Sun, the stars and the sheer wonder of existence under such celestial bodies--appropiate theme I think, when one is just about to initiate coitus.
Told her my ethnicity and also added my religion-- "Kya farq hai Hindu musalman me"....pearls of wisdom at time when even mongering threads are flooded with Hindu Muslim bullshit.
The Deed
Started with some lip kissing as she was not keen on dfk but was satisfied as she had lovely lips to nibble on. Then she made me lie down and proceed to lick me from my legs onwards to my nipples. Then she started licking my balls, followed by a rather superficial bbj. I couldn't resist by now and took her in good old fashioned missionary, kept sucking on her books while pounding. Should mention that the boobs were( to my surprise) a little saggy.
Halt at First floor den
Guy has some busty Bengali milfs which a milf lover might like. They were like " baitho na" ..." Baith to jaunga lekin khada nahi hoga"
Way Back
Took a taxi right outside the den, strangely had some serious eyes contact on a supermodel type chick who passed by riding pillion on the other road. Old taxi Walla was enquiring about covid precautions upstairs-- Santizer tha? Kiss karti Hain Kya?
Enjoyed a fast paced ride back, made a brief stop at Baba Falooda.
Score Card
Service- 7/10
Boobs- 6/ 10
Cunt- can't tell loose or tight, not experienced enough!
Time watcher- No
Diff positions - available
Promised better bbj nextime after a through cleaning.
Wir- yes cuz she was so cute.
P.S - have saved NL for a finer day.