"After all I've done, you still came for me." I still love you," I answered. "How could I not come?" Remember, girlfriend," she whispered. "No matter ...hat, I still love you."I pulled a chair up next to the bed and just held her hand as Rhonda talked to her sister. She didn't turn back to me, but she didn't let go of my hand, either. If anything, she gripped it more tightly. It was a good sign, but this was going to take a long time.Rev. and Mrs. Gordon came in and Donna and I had to leave. Only. This was it, I had always got so excited at the thought of being ****d and it looked as though I was going to be. The excitement within me was like an electric charge as I felt this hand tenderly touch first one breast then the other. Fondling my nipples sending charges down to my clit. I did not know how long I could lay still in silence as with each shock my clit became more and more sensitive and my juices were starting to run.Slowly the sheet was pulled back the cooler air aiding my. Later, the couple went over to the front door and found Sanjeev sitting in the courtyard, with his hands wrapped around his body, shivering in the cold. ?Get inside.? Rahul ordered.?Thank you, Rahul.? Sanjeev obeyed quickly, getting into the mansion. He felt an instant sense of warmth inside, partly from the warmth of the central air-conditioners and partly from the glow inside, the very thought of surrendering his life to the sovereign couple. Their very presence put him into a trance, and he. She finally reached the large four-poster, with its giant columns rising out from each of the corners, and slowly put her slim hand on her father’s chest. He awoke with a start, but she quietly shushed his questioning looks as she progressed. Her hands ran over his chest, his defined abs, his stomach, up to his collarbones once more; his skin was soft and warm, and she slowly climbed on top of him, each of her legs resting on either side of him. Even if he wanted to stop, she wouldn’t let him;.