“Andr aaon?” I asked. “Kabhi se intazaar hai mera aapke liye.” Saying this, she gently opened her thighs spreading it for me, and at the same ...ime, covered her face with her hands in shyness. I gently removed those hands, kissed her again, and placing myself between her thighs, placed my cock right at the mouth of her vagina. With a smile she moved a bit forward, lifting her buttocks a bit, and my head made its entry inside. “Jara samalke, haste aayiye. Teen saal hogaye Patil ne humk chodke.”. If you recall, at 80%, you’ll be “certified” at this required skill.“Now, I know you know the drill, and I thought your efforts Tuesday afternoon were exemplary. However, there is an added element of difficulty this morning. The patient will be accompanied by her mother -- a mother completely in the dark about the nature of the courses of treatment provided in this practice — she knows nothing of protocols such as those you have enjoyed and are this morning again enjoying. It is very unusual. It reminded meof my secret place, the place I could hide when my brain melted from tryingto process too much pleasure at once. A place beyond reason, dignity, ormorality. A place I didn't have to wonder why some of my proudest momentswhere when I was being humiliated. Where I didn't have to explain toanyone...especially myself, why the word 'surrender' sounded so musical tome; why it made me want to sway and writhe to its rhythm. Where pleasuredidn't come with a price tag, and the cost wasn't. ” For Pippa had been correct in her assumption, Jennie was making an attempt at catching the eye of Mark in the accounts department. She didn’t want to reveal this to Pippa in case she failed. She had heard on the g****vine that he didn’t have a girl and, with her boss away she could wear the uniform of ritual courtship.Jennie made several excuses to herself for needing to go and see him. It was during the last of these visits before lunch when Sue spoke to her while they waited at the coffee.