Maar bij elke stoot die ze deed, pompte ze de lucht uit mijn longen en kreunde ik. Ik begon terug te stoten, voorzichtig, maar doelbewust. Ik draaide ...ijn lijf een klein beetje en voelde hoe de pik in mij een gevoelige plekje streelde. Het leek alsof ik mezelf bevredigde, en op het punt stond klaar te komen. Het zou enkele slagen van mijn pols kosten om te komen, maar mijn handen hadden de tafelrand beet, en ik dwong mezelf onze daar te houden. Elke keer voelde ik hoe het gevoel iets wegebde. Thinking back on those words, I am surprised he did not put me on the ground and force me, but I did not think much at that time. He started with my hands, touched me till my shoulders and put his hands down. “Be sure to check her boobs” Chetan said from the side. The constable moved his hands on my boobs and squeezed them a bit. He squeezed them from every angle for almost a minute, making it clear that this was not a standard procedure. I couldn’t help let out moans when sensitive spots were. A part of me wanted to date Rachel, but another part wanted to keep seeing other women too. A whole new world was opening up to me and I didn’t want to be locked in for the rest of the year. Maybe she’d be ok with an open relationship like Danielle had? No probably not. I made myself a quick sandwhich. I wasn’t sure if I was going to be given food at all. So I made sure I ate enough to get by for the rest of the night, but not too much so that if I was offered food I couldn’t eat. I was about. You're a fantastic man. You're caring and giving. You're the best lover I've ever heard of. When I'm near you my pussy gets wet and my heart beats faster. When you touch me, it goes throughout my body." Nothing I can say can follow that description. I remember the time in the kitchen when you were testing me. You bent over and I wanted to throw you on the table. I wanted to lick your pussy like no other I had ever seen."She kissed me on my neck and said I could live out that fantasy some day..