She looked at my nervously and said, would you like lunch now? Hmm, I thought to myself, that is peculiar… “yes you can make me lunch”. As I sat...there and ate, she went into the bedroom and closed the door. Also very odd. So when I was done eating lunch, I went into the bedroom, there she was sitting in a chair texting again. This time she looked perturbed for being interrupted. So I said, is everything ok. She aid yes. I said, ok, I want to bend you over before I get back to work. She agreed,. Ab maine unka blouse nikal diya sirf peticoat aur bra mein unko dekh k mai dang reh gaya kya figure hai unka aur maine unki naabhi pe kiss kiya unke muh se isssss ki awaz nikli phir maine unka bra nikal diya aur boobs suck karne laga kya boobs the…phir unhone meri t-shirt nikal diya aur wo bhi mujhe kiss karne lagi..ab maine unka peticoat aur panty bhi nikal diya..aur unki choot pe kiss kiya..unki to aah nikal gayi…mujhe bahut man tha ki mai kisi choot aur gaand chaatoon..aur aj meri wo tamanna. . I can't take it any more! For the last three nights I've not been able to sleep. My body longs for you, I think of nothing and no one else, I want you!"Whew! That was a relief. Now I knew I could handle the situation. "Honey, no," I said gently, "we'd only ruin it. I really appreciate that you want me so badly but you know yourself we'll be glad for waiting when the time comes." I knew you'd say that," he said dully.I felt a mixture of feelings: power, pity, pleasure, the works. It was. “You let me watch in peace and I won’t go next door.”You have a deal.“That was quick.”For obvious reasons too.She returns her eye to the hole. By now, the monk’s strokes have gotten rapid and shallow. He is very close now, clearly thinking of the young catgirl. She feels wetness down between her thighs at the sight of the old man furiously stroking his length. His eyes are closed and he head is leaned back over the back of the chair. Even though he is old, he is packing. He is big, not as big.