“I’m sorry I came here looking for valuables and did your friend right here. Just lemme go, and I’ll never do this to you again. I promise, plea...e don’t call the cops on me,” Gihan was pretty much pleading.“Not so tough now, are you?” Kareema asked in a humiliating voice. Gihan was sweating out of fear. “If my friend was hurt because of you, you’re in for some serious trouble, buddy. Anita, how was it?” Kareema asked, still having her eyes and the gun, directed at him. Gihan looked at Anita. Naturally Arnab was very excited thinking of all the possibilities, but Natasha was very scarred & hesitant, but had come after much insistence of Arnab, but made it clear that she will not allow any activities of/in 3rd base (vagina).Arnab visibly disappointed but supportive as he always had been, asked the reason behind it, to which Natasha replied she will be comfortable with it only after marriage, & already feels guilty about the progress they had made so far, but its only because of her. There was uncertainty on his face. On one hand, he wanted to be a take-charge leader, but on the other hand he very much wanted advice and encouragement on what to do.Christine could read his face and said, "Relax. Don't worry. We've got a teacher with us, so there's no way there's going to be any violence. Let's get this over with. The longer we wait, the more time they have to harass Amy."Alan was filled with dread. He envisioned a dozen or so beefy football players attacking him as soon as. With practiced ease her hand resumed its motion, slowly wanking and squeezing my cock with barley a movement showing outside my jeans to betray the glorious dance that was occurring inside them. She edged a bit closer to me allowing her hand to reach down and fondle my aching balls, caressing up as if determined to milk the spunk from them. A few more strokes like this and I could feel my thighs begin to tremble and my cock seemed to swell even more. I put my glass back on the table and hunched.