He strode back to her and without a word swept her into his arms. Kat’s arms went around his neck, her head turned into his fleece, where it was war.... He carried her up to his apartment easily–even with her sodden clothes and book bag, she was fairly light. He fumbled slightly with the lock, but succeeded and kicked the door closed behind him. He threw her bag aside and carried her towards his bedroom, where his bathroom was. Entering the bathroom, he flicked on the light, turned on the hot. ‘Yes: a rock and a hard place – if you are my rock… ‘Ooh!’ She exclaimed, twisting her body to ease the grip of his powerful hand. ‘I think I have found the hard place.’ ‘Indeed.’ ‘Did you know that if you unfasten my skirt and ease it over the swell of my hips, it will drop neatly around my ankles?’ ‘So it does,’ he obliged and released the garment, almost chuckling to find that the top edge of her panties was cut low on the swell of her belly and better still, they were almost transparent.. He then locked the washroom door and smooched me hard and tool my t-shirt off. There was a knock at the door and he let Suresh in. I always wanted a group session. Suresh knew me very well but I objected him touching me. Kisna pleaded me and begged me so I allowed them to enjoy me, after I wanted all this. They ripped off my bra and started sucking on my nipples and pressed it hard .Suresh took off my shorts and panties and started fingering me.I was letting out moans and since it was not the. He'd had to use all his will to not let it glide lower.The heat of her body, after a night of dancing, caused her fragrance to rise from her and envelop him. He could almost taste the essence of her in the air, it was her fully ripe sexuality that he inhaled. He'd held many women before, but his sister's body - so familiar by sight - was strange and long forbidden. She was pliant in his arms and her closeness excited absolutely; he did not know if he could stand it. He knew she was not.