Surprisingly enough, during all of this, I never really tried to break her rules. To this day, I wonder what would have happened if I had. But suffice...to say, in its own way, it was much more erotic than anything else I had experienced. On her final day "cleaning my house" before she was gone for the summer, we went a little further than we had before. She straddled me as I masturbated, and her lips got very close to mine...without ever actually kissing. And she gave up her soft-spoken, polite. I move my hand to her bare right thigh and felt her left thigh too. For my easy movement she lifted her night up till her butt. Now I can move my hand easily. Ohhhhhhi just pressed hard her inner thigh ohhhhh she gasped. Then I reach her love triangle where love honey hid for me. I touched her panty and I can feel wet on the bottom of it. I feel happy to know that she got horny with my act. Then I felt that love cut over panty with my right fore finger. I caressed it for few minutes while that. I saw no point...”Before Paul could finish, the young agent interrupted, “I’ll be the judge of that. It’s too late now.” He looked me up and down. “But I’m sure I can handle any outbursts. You are dismissed.” I saw the flash of anger cross Paul’s face. I also noticed the older agent’s grin fade.As Paul was leaving, the young agent slammed a pile of folders on the desk and sat down. The older guy pulled his chair back and turned it so that he could watch both of us. The younger agent just glared. ”. . .Ab tu bhi sharma mt aur khulkr is khel ka maja le!”” jee, ji haan! Jesa aap aur ranjana didi kahegi vo mein karungi, aap bhi meri gaand marna ji” !” shabash ! ” ye kh kr sohan ne ek dhaul meri bhen ki gaand pr mara, aur bole – – – –” kal hm ek programme kr rahen hn, isme tumhara bhaiyya meri bahin ranjana ki gulabi gaand marega, aur mein usi vakt tere bhaiyya ki gaand marunga, tu meri gaand se chipt kr pichhe se dhakke marna ! Agli khep me mein teri gaand marunga, tera bhaiyya meri gaand.