It was so wrong. It made her ashamed beyond belief. And yet… She was his captive, true, but that didn't mean she wasn't conflicted. There was a part...of Carissa that still loved Anders, despite what he'd done."Let's see if I can wipe that scowl off your face, my beautiful girl," Anders continued. He knelt at the foot of the bed and began to nudge his tongue between her cunt lips. His tongue flicked up and down her pearled nub. Then he dove inside her, tasting her. Coaxing her. He patiently. “I think I should walk to the main road, I may get an auto from there, my internet isn’t also working to book a cab, looks like the gods are against me”.*Tring,tring*“Hey, Simran. No, I am still in the office, no it’s fine, I will manage. Hello. Hello? Damn, my phone got switched off, how the hell did I not charge it in the office today. Aargh… This is the worst day ever.”—-“What happened, baby?” asked Simran’s bf.“I don’t know sugar, I am not able to contact Anoosha. I wanted to tell her that. I started the coffee, took the danish out of the fridge; and turned on the oven. I made a pitcher of OJ. I cut up some cantaloupe, peeled a couple of oranges, and pulled a bunch of grapes. I put the danish in the oven and took Tamara her coffee.She was sitting up in the bed and had the TV on to catch the morning news. "Do you realize this is the first time the TV has been on in our relationship?" I said."I never thought about it, but when have we had time?" she replied.I kissed her and handed. I had only made enough food for the two of us so I was out of luck for dinner tonight. I was told to become a foot rest for the guest as they ate dinner. I laid on the floor under the table and he put his feet on my face for the entire time he ate dinner. It was actually repulsive because he is a business man and his feet had been in leather shoes all day and really smelled. After dinner Dan told me that I would be at the guest's mercy for 2 hours. I was told that I would be subjected to throat.