Step one is to not make a sound and take off your pants. And panties.” She nodded, and I took my hand away from her mouth. She complied. As she stoo... up, naked from the waist down, she said “Are you going to rape me?” in a quavering voice. My cock was rock hard. I grabbed her by the waist and slammed her against the wall. “Yes. I fucking am. You fucking bitch.” I growled in her ear. I pinned her to the wall. I reached a hand down and felt her pussy. Despite herself, she was wet. “You little. “I don’t know, but I like it,” she said with a smile, fixing her hair back in a ponytail and licking my seven inch circumcised cock all of the way from the base to the tip. Finally, after what felt like several minutes, she laid down beside me, and I began to gently finger her- her hole and little clit still wet with my saliva and her juices. As she lay on her back with my right arm underneath her, reaching around to grab her right breast, I fingered her with my left hand, which is more. I was really scared as I thought this was the weekend aryan was going to pop the question of marriage. I prayed that somehow this doesn’t happen this weekend. Just as they returned home aryan got a call from the office telling him that the german clients were unhappy with the sales projections for the next quarter (which in simple words meant they were unhappy with what his group had done) and wanted him to justify his case immediately. His vacation plan was destroyed and somehow my prayers had. . about her. It was an aura which said, “I am the most perfect woman ever. I am unavailable, but I will coolly evaluate you, and ... and, if you are the man who lights my fire, I will be the wildest, hottest slut whoever lived.”It was that classy, cool, princess-like demeanor with the promise of a hot, slutty wild woman underneath which made men quiver with desire. I know I quivered.Rebecca, Andy and I went to dinner at San Francisco’s finest restaurant. Both of the women wore black, floor.