Eventually, though, they ran out of cover.The woman fiddled with her waist a moment before removing what he’d thought was a belt but seemed to be a ...ong, silken cord wrapped around her waist. From the resulting rope she fashioned a loop and, holding it it her hand, she paused. Turning to the man, she sent him back a few steps. Then, at some unseen signal, the woman dove and rolled, finally laying out next to the body of one of their fallen. She rolled partially on top of it, wrapped her arms. Fir yehi sab sochte sochte meri kul 20 min, aankh hi lag gayi, train ke achanak rukne se meri aankh khuli to dekha ki mera sir uske shoulders pe tha or mere hath ke upar vo bethi thi, achanak vo bhi uthne lagi to maine apna head vohi rakha to vo uthi or mujhe halke se uthaya,Or fir poochne lagi train kyun ruki hai, maine ainvehi no. Banane ke liye keh diya, yeh to roj ka kaam hai yahan, main maximum isi train main travel karta hun, to vo maan gayi or poochne lagi ki ab kon sa station aayega,. He finally broke the silence and told me to take of my pants so he could see me in my pantyhose. Embarrassed, because no one in person has ever seen me in pantyhose. He smiled and with a single word put me at ease: “nice!” I immediately felt a comfort level and stepped out of my jeans and climbed back ono the bed. He patted the bed with his hand as if to say “right here, beside me” without saying a word. I willingly obeyed and scooted next to him, both of us leaning against his head board,. “I want you too. Stay here.” He worked his around the room lighting all the candles. They shimmered. “Now,” His hands slid around her waist. “Ask me to take you.” He captured her mouth with his, plundering and rocking her with the power behind the kiss. This was what she wanted., a bold, blistering and battering heat. The crash of both of their senses. “I want you. I want you in my bed.” She raced wild kisses over his face. She gasped as he whirled her around and dragged her back against.