O, yea. You’re ready. The next stroke is HARD! Nearly making you fall onto the bed. Still a little twinge of pain rushes through your body, but ...y the third, or fourth stroke, you’re completely into it, and your juices are flowing. No more pain, but constant pleasure as I pound into you. Your ass rippling just a little on each deep stroke. The sound of my skin smacking against yours as I relentlessly thrust in and out of you. Each stroke seeming to be harder, and deeper than the last. O,. This would not help her even if want to, because I do not have that much work. She was feeling nervous and pleaded for help. I was getting angry and suddenly my eyes felt on her boobs. The top 2 buttons of her shirt were open and the cleavage was clearly visible.I stopped talking and was just starring at that deep cleavage. Ashwini must have realised that and she covered her cleavage. I said that “Ashwini.. look I am really sorry but I cannot not help you in any ways. Maximum I can do is to. That thought made her smile at Mr. More. He smiled back and winked at her meaningfully.Then, with his left hand on her hip, Mr. More fumbled with the zip catch. His fingers touched and lingered on her bare pubic mound. He looked at her and smiled and she smiled back. All right, Mr. More, have a little fun if you want to."Let me pull it up." He pretended to pull up the zip and deliberately let it slip out of her fingers. His fingers, in their upward motion, smacked her pubic mound and lingered. Jab mujhe ye pata chala to main enjoy nahi kar paa raha tha. Phir main shruti ko lene uske room pe aaya aur darwaza knock kiya to shruti ne hi khola. Woh to abhi tak T-shirt aur shorts mein hi thi aur use dekhke lag nahi raha tha ki woh party mein aane waali hai.Me- Kya hua! Tum nahi aa rahi ho kya?Shruti- Nahi. mera mood nahi hai.Me- Kyun? Tumhari tabiyat to theek hai?Shruti- Bas mera man nahi kar raha.Me- Theek hai. Tum nahi jaogi to main bhi nahi jaunga.Shruti- Chalo. Isi bahaane mujhe apne.