" Say 'Thank you sir.'"She looked at me with surprise; I had never insisted on this before. "Say it," I repeated, and pinched her again, clamping down...quite hard, but slowly."Thank you--unhh--sir," she breathed as her body twitched from the compression of her nipples, and then a long "ohhh..." as I let them expand again. I felt a tingle in my balls at the sound, and a rush of pure lust ran from there to my brain. My breathing became quicker, and a little pre-cum showed on the end of my. I said to her that we can’t wait long so let’s keep moving. We again started our journey and now I was getting excited by her boobs touching me from behind and was regularly applying brakes. It was still raining heavily and we were totally soaked in water. When we reached Mohan nagar the bike slipped at one point.Although we didn’t have hurt much bike was damaged little bit. I called my father and told the whole situation, he suggested that its better we stay somewhere in Ghaziabad and come in. Today however I wanted to make her have sex with me.So when she came to my room to clean I played a porn on my t.v. with low volume and acted like I am sleeping and as I was not wearing my underwear my erection was clearly visible on my lower.She came in and saw the T.V. as planned it was working on her she saw me sleeping and saw my erected rock hard cock she came near me and whispered, her-“i know you are not sleeping and i know that you want me to have sex with you and i also want to have. She professed to love him but she took over a week to agree to marry him and he had to ask her repeatedly before she finally sighed and said, ‘OK, OK I’ll marry you. Jeeze you whine about it like a little boy.’ Roger was hurt by her comment when she accepted his proposal. To this day he did not know why he let it pass. For the last three months Cynthia (and that was another thing he did not like about her. It was CYNTHIA, NEVER Cindy or Cyn) had been getting more and more difficult to be with..