I felt him kissing at my butt cheeks as I stepped out of my panties. I turned enough to push him back into the sofa as I danced between his open legs....I turned again with my butt facing him as I moved it in circles again. I bent at my knees keeping my back straight as I gently placed my hands onto his knees. I lowered my ass in his lap until I felt just the head of his cock touch my butt crack. With my hands on his knees, I started to grind my ass against the head of his cock. I moved my hips. It seemed like a question that didn’t require a straight answer. ‘What if I say no?’ Annie stood and pulled off her shorts and panties. ‘It’s a free country. No one is forcing you to do anything. But I like you, Hannah. I want to be your friend. Willie and I could help you… and Tom.’ She waited for an answer, naked from the waist down. The implication was clear. The influential couple could help them, or they could destroy them. It was up to Hannah. ‘Well, I like you too.’ She traced her palm. As your fingertips brush against my wet bare lips, you nearly spit your beer out as you realize what you are actually feeling. Our friend Paul notices the look on your face and asks if you’re okay. Making up some excuse you change the subject, but never remove your hand from my mound. You probe my wet folds and find my clit standing at attention; you brush your fingertips against it over and over again, bringing me to the brink of orgasm before allowing me to climax quietly at the table. But last night I got one dream where you were fucking me in my room while your father was crying near us. And there were lots of babies around the room. I got it as a sign from God. When I asked our panditji about this dream, he told me to go on with you. So I am here today in front of you as your bride.”“My son, do you accept me as your wife,” my mother asked me. I told, “Yes it’s my dream come true mom” and I was amazed that she had the same dream as me, but I didn’t tell her.So tomorrow we.