You keep this up for a short time, every now and then tracing the outline of my lips through the small piece of material the thong provides. I know I'... wet and this makes my vulnerability increase greatly. You move me, still bent over, pressing Yourself against me, to a large overstuffed chair nearby where You lean me into it. All I can think of is You inside me. I can feel Your hardness press against me, large and powerful. i think of how it would be for You to just move my thong to one side. I can smell the scent of his cologne as it wafts over my shoulder. Very manly and extremely seductive was the scent from his cologne. It made my mind wander with the allure from his scent. I hear the tap of his attaché case as he sets it on the floor behind me and off to his side. Suddenly, I feel his arm slowly reach around my waist and give me a slight tug backwards and I can feel his body press up against my back. I gasped for a second but never say a word. Against my ass I can feel. "Do you read?" Every time I can." That's a curious thing. Everybody here looks so simple and you..." he stood and walked around the desk, then sat over it, right in front of me. "You have that elegant attitude. The way you talk, the way you don't talk. Its captivated everybody here. Mainly because they know where you are from, know the hard life you have, it's interesting."He stopped talking and just stood there looking at me. I felt my cheeks starting to blush but did my best to contain my. She was petrified and could see tears coming from her eyes. Milind walked round her, looking at her with pure lust in his eyes. He moved his rough hands on Neelima’s belly and circled her deep navel. Milind stood in front of her. “Neelima, you have hot body, very nice breasts,” he said. He reached out and cupped them, one in each hand, feeling their weight. Neelima just stood, motionless, submitting totally to his fondling. Milind knew what to do to get a reaction. He took her nipples in his.