Then, oh my-fucking god, he was stretching my pussy with his whole hand. Well, almost his whole hand. My juices dripped all over his palm. His fingers...were long and thick. He moved them in a circle to stretch my hole, and I found myself thrusting my hips back onto his hands. “You like that, my little slut? You like to feel your smooth pussy nice and full?” he said as he reached forward with his other hand and started to diddle my clit. His strange hands inside me, caressing my cunt was almost. Sei così grande. Sei così buono con me—You’re so big. You’re so good to me.”I whispered, “Oh, you beautiful boy. But I’m so sorry. This should not have happened.” This was only a momentary pause, though. He gave a little laugh, bounced off my lap, gave me a saucy look, and ran down to the pool and dove in.Embarrassed and chagrined, ashamed of myself, I rose from the chair, scattering the sketches on the stone floor and stumbled back into the villa. En route I passed Lorenzo, who was standing in. In the elevator, Nick took my hand and kissed my fingers, giving me a sweet look. ‘He likes her,’ he said softly. ‘Do you think?’ I asked anxiously. ‘She’s crazy about him. But I don’t know if he’s ready – since his wife…’ Nick nodded sadly. ‘I know.’ I leaned against Nick, his arms folding around me. I knew without her telling me that Gwen’s feelings for Drew had only increased with each passing day. Drew wasn’t the kind of guy to lead her on but I still hoped that she wouldn’t get hurt. Nick. He was fast asleep beside me. He had removed my lehenga and jewellery and made me wear his shirt. He was shirtless. Then he saw me awake and he asked whether I am okay or not. I then asked him who had changed my clothes. So he replied that my friend came and changed my clothes. He ordered me to take rest. The next morning we were not allowed to meet. So we couldn’t meet. After that day we left for honeymoon. We came to our hotel room at night 3. The next day we had to sight seeing in Maldives..