”“Really? ‘Cause you’re shaking”. I answered him, getting closer. “If you aren’t, then you should take your coat off.”I was surprised,...but mostly pleased, when he didn’t hesitate at doing as I told him to do.“Look at me in the eyes. It’s rude to look at the floor when you’re spoken to.” Just as I knew he would, he did. I smiled, and got a little bit closer. “That’s it. Was it that hard?” It was almost surreal how that grown and elegant man acted in front of me, the daughter of one of his. Just for a while, you know? I mean, I've done celibacy before. I thought I could handle it for a month, just to see. I hid it from you because I knew you'd tease me about it." I wouldn't!" You know you would." OK, I would. So how's it working out?" Hard to tell. Is being horny the same as wanting to be pregnant?" I don't know. I'd like to think not, but if it gets you get knocked-up, wouldn't it amount to the same thing? Wait a minute. Are you sure it's you and not me you're feeling?" Pretty. The smell of muskiness mingled with a touch of Aramis emanating from Michael overwhelmed me and the throbbing of my own sex matched his. We were in sync. I was about to fall on my knees before him to wrap my lips around his cock when…a knock on the door. We didn’t move. The moment was too special. The second knock was more urgent. “One moment, please.” I was the first one to recover. We quickly dressed and I opened the door. It was Ghammal, our guide. Once the door was opened, he rushed in,. Par mere sam ne eak sundar mast bhabhi rahte thi who kya dikhti thi aapko kya batau jab bhi me unko dekhta tha to me bathroom me jake ke muth mar deta tha par muje unka nam nahi pata tha eak din jab bhabhi ko gas ka silindar badal na tha or who unko aata nahi tha to me aapni balkani me khada tha or unko dekh ne ka eantjar kar raha tha to bhabhi aayi or mujko easara kiya k mere gar aao mere to hosh ud gaye me khushi k mare t-shirt or lowar pahan ke unke gar chala gaya or unko pucha kya kam tha.