Giri knelt, his concern evident as he gently separated Mira's legs. His touch was careful as he lifted Mira's right leg, the bandage a stark contrast. He positioned the injured leg on the tub's edge, ensuring it stayed dry. A soft sigh of relief escaped Mira. "Thanks," she murmured.
He couldn’t hear anything his gaze fixated on her glistening pussy beneath the water's surface, the rhythmic opening and closing a mesmerizing sight.
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