She removed it again. I put it back. We played this cat and mouse game for ages. Her mouth kept saying no but in my mind her body was telling me yes. ...esides, she had smooth legs.Persistence is the key to success so it took me a while but I finally got my hand up under her skirt and eventually reached my goal. Her pussy was dripping wet and I told her so. She mumbled her denial but parted her legs a little bit more for me. She was really worked up by this stage, due in part to the ever. It comes clear down to the top of my thighs. You can mostly see through it. I knew they would both like this. I stood up and held the tray like a proper servant and said, “Madam and Mister, your breakfast is served. Please enjoy, and dessert shall follow.” In literature class, we’ve been reading those writers in the 19th century, you know, the ones who made a whole paragraph of one sentence and had so many commas you thought you might get really old, like 20 or something, before you got to. ”“There’s kind of a point of no return!”“That’s true, but you can still say ‘stop’ even then.”“Has that ever happened?”“Sort of, but it’s complicated. How about I get us something to drink and we go sit in the ‘Indian’ room?”“‘Indian’ room? Like Apache or Cherokee?”“No, like Gujarat or Andhra Pradesh. The main decor is from the subcontinent. Let me take you there and I’ll get drinks. Lemonade OK?”“Sure.”I led her to the ‘Indian’ room then went to the kitchen to get lemonade for her and San. When it looked like he as finishing up, Marcy stepped forward. ‘Right this way, Sir. Mr. Crowe is expecting you.’ Marcy said. Sean got up and began following her down the maze of hallways again. He looked behind to see Anthony fall in behind them about seven or eight steps away. Sean began to recognize some of his surroundings and the erotic artwork on the walls from the day priors activities. He recognized the large wooden door that quickly approached ahead of him. He could feel the anger and.