As soon as we reached the farmhouse, I could sense something different about Alisha. Her face was flushed as if she had a long makeout session. Aman w...s holding her by the waist as we walked in.Settling in the hall, Aryan went to get us a few beers. There were whiskey, tequila, and vodka as well but we decided to start off slow. We talked about the fest and the guys shared a couple of casting couch incidents they had in their industry.By the time we were 2 beers down, Aman and Alisha could not. Well, the idiot just got up and walked out of the cafe, leaving me alone in the corner with the pimpled faced k**.Suddenly I realised this k** was having an eyefull, as my coat had parted on the other side facing him, and as I was busy hooking the older guy, this k** was really looking deep into my soul.Thankfully, the next thing to him was a wall, so what he saw was him only, so with that, I sat glued to my screen, looking intently, but watching him in my perifal vision.He was moving so. So she was friendly, but never inappropriate, deferring to him as expected from a messenger working for a lord, trying to maintain a veneer of professionalism even as she watched him almost as avidly as he watched her. And she resolved, over and over, every time that hope crept up on her, that she was fine with things like this, that she had important things to do, and no time for handsome archers, no matter how attractive.She was therefore entirely shocked the day that she saddled her horse,. You close your eyes, as his kisses travel from just under your ear, down to your shoulder, and back along you to your cleavage, slowly moving across your skin, brushing his lips over you as he moves. He takes your nipple into his mouth and you then realise while he licks and sucks it that he has managed to remove your bra without you realising. Joe has one hand on your other breast, kneading it and rubbing your nipple. The other hand is doing the same to your ass, squeezing it gently, pulling.