Her hands move between her legs and she furiously works her own clit with just the tip of my prick inside her. “Don’t move, “she says. “Just s...t back and let me fuck you, baby.”She lowers herself a little more, agonizingly slowly impaling herself on my prick…“So thick…” she coos, as she finally sits full on on my dick, still rubbing herself furiously, but not moving up and down…breathing faster and faster, her face turning red, rubbing her clit with both hands with my cock buried inside. I told her not to even kiss me in front of him.” “Wow, that’s hot, and torture for you,” Nicky replied. “I don’t just want them to be lovers,” I told Nicky, “I want them to live as husband and wife, completely.” Nicky asked,” What do you mean, completely?” “I need them to go on dates,” I answered, “I want them to hold hands when we all go out together. I want her to only tell him that she loves him.” “But she loves you as well,” Nicky said. “I know she does,” I replied, “But, I don’t want her. When I got back I kept the phone in my pocket and didn’t get any reaction from the college. We again took a break for tea and snacks around 5.30. At that time before I could check my phone, this colleague came and stood next to me and asked me how was I doing, what are my plans for the night, how did I find Bangalore etc. He asked me if I would like to go to a nearby bar at night for some beers and bird watching. I happily agreed, he winked at me and said ‘you will have fun’ Well I still dint. The tinted windows prevented anyone from seeing me. I reached down under the mat and found the key that Trista left for me. I slipped the key into the ignition and turned the stereo on.I found a station that played love songs and figured that maybe it would help set the mood. I looked back toward the church and saw someone walking toward the car. I realized that it was Trista as she came closer and I noticed that she was carrying something. I reached over and unlocked her door as she pulled the.