She finally managed to answer. “No, I don’t like it. No, please! Please, please, please, stop, I- Oh, God.”“Are you sure about that, baby? I�...m having a hard time believing you after an orgasm like that. Come here. Let me give you more instead, since you need convincing.” She was getting more and more into it and the sheer amount of arousal she had was making me forget all my anxieties, enough that I lifted her up slightly and pinched her nipples so that she constricted around my cock again. Her. Almost as if she wanted me to worry that it could stop at any time. It was her clever way to keep me at her beck and call, I was sure. I didn't mind. She had me wrapped around her finger and we both knew it. I was looking forward to taking her to the movies and then maybe she would come to my room later.When she came down ready for the movie, I almost gasped. She had on a black leather top, leather skirt and leather boots. The skirt was very short and she looked great."You like?" she said as. Her juices are flowing; she is ready. Bunty moves her arse to allow me to enter her. My cock slips in easily, I start to fuck her - we are building a good rhythm when suddenly we hear footsteps. I stop my thrusting, Bunty doesn't stop at all though and continues rocking to and fro, then circling her hips. The tap tap tap of the footsteps outside continues, Bunty keeps gyrating. As I approach climax I place my middle finger on to her anus and gently push. She gasps, her ass is tight but the. She completely denied it. She said she’s loyal to her husband and till its smooching or caressing, it doesn’t matter, but beyond that she won’t go. Even my emotional blackmailing couldn’t melt her. I just got a hand job from her as a consolation gift. We exchanged our telephone numbers as next day I had to leave. We were in touch through Whatsapp and we had come really close again. Last week again I had plans to go to Kolkata. But this time I had done my homework well in advance. I was.