Turning to walk between the shelves of books I strode towards the back of the library. Finally I stopped, in the middle of a deserted aisle and turned...around. “Give me your blouse,” I said as she stepped up close to me reaching to give me a hug and a kiss. Freezing she pulled her hands back away from me and looked around nervously. She didn’t question me though, like a good girl she lifted her hands to the buttons below her cleavage and began to open them. My vision was locked on those mounds. They all went in there undies and they throw me on the bed. I was struggling but they caught me.They started playing with me. One of the boys got hold of my hands and the other 2 started pressing my boobs. Then the guy holding my hands started kissing kissing me hard. I could feel his warm tongue. 2nd was pressing my boobs. He was pressing them hard and was pinching. And 3rd was already trying to remove my shalwar. The guy who was kissing me was so good that my low resistance was turning low. Mentiaresponded.Karl looked at the tears forming in his wife's eyes and clenched hisown. While he hated being there, he did not want to make her cry.Despite their recent marital strife, he still loved her.Opening his eyes, Karl glanced at Dr. Mentia and said in a monotone,"Tell me what you think we need to do." That's not what this therapy is about," Dr. Mentia countered beforeshe continued, "This is about understanding the give and take that arelationship requires."Lela nodded before Dr.. I stopped long enough to take off her shirt, jeans, and panties and then she lifted my shirt over my head, took off my bra, and slipped my jeans down over my hips, pausing to caress my ass as she took off my thong. We lay down on her bed and looked at each other’s naked body. I admired the silhouette created as she lay on her side, and I reached out, lightly running my hand from her breast down to the valley of her waist and up the curve of her hip. She leaned forward and kissed me again,.