I followed her and stood behind her and was playing with her hair . Her silence gave me bit of encouragement and I moved in closer and started rubbing...my face on her neck . keerthana started sweating and I could sense the heat emenating from her body . Standing from her back I switched off the stove and kissed her ears.My hands moved to her hands and were caressing them . She said stop it.. but I started nibbling her ears slowly and turned her to face me . She had closed her eyes .I started. Get the string that you used and cut enough to go around your neck.’ I walked shakily into the kitchen, still plugged with ginger, and getting hotter all the time. I returned with the string. As I walked in I saw myself on the TV. It was obvious that I was sweating slightly and not walking quite naturally. I tried to straighten up and look dignified and sexy, clenching myself and squeezing the ginger which gave a great sensation. I was desperate to play with myself and cum but I wasn’t going. Let me correct…. you exposed this thing of yours for me deliberately and kept fondling this as if nobody is watching “I knew, you are the sex goddess waiting for me since long.I would masturbate imagining me fucking you nastily. You are one of the reasons for my friendship with Rushi. I always wished I could fuck you. You are so horny Roopa….”and he held her head and started pushing his cock deep in her throat “ummm……ummmm….ah” she could only make sounds. His penis was glistening with her. . not the ubiquitous black so familiar today. It was the hook and loop but it was different. Still it separated when pried and I soon had it off. The spears had no screwdriver slot ... no Philips ... no hex socket. Did I Really want to satisfy curiosity ... really? Could I sacrifice one just see how it worked?One thing for sure ... mounting a speaker was just asking for holes in the cone.I suppose I had better have a look ... I needed to dismantle at least one. I have a good selection of tools.