. full cooperation." My ... cooperation?"He nods and smiles. Casually he lets his gaze drop to the photos, and then back to her face. Then his eyes ...rop down to her breast, her slim body, the tight skirt. Reaching out, he strokes her thigh through the skirt."Yes, if you ... cooperated with me, were especially friendly with me, could reassure me that ... nothing like this could happen again ..." His hand slid further down her skirt to her knee, and then slipped beneath the skirt hem. Slowly. "Silence!" roared the man who had fired the shot, then returned his gun to its original position. Tamara dropped to a seated position on the floor, quivering in fear, dust falling on her head from the bullet hole above. "You will not speak to the Pharaoh unless told to. Do you understand?"'Pharaoh?' Tamara wondered to herself as she nodded mutely.The man who had spoken before motioned with his gun, ordering her to stand up. She did so, her knees trembling. The other man, who had so far remained. You stand for me to unbutton your skirt and you shimmy it down your hips” I hear her groan. “Now you feel my cock directly against your skin and it feels burning hot. My hands move to your tits and I brush your hard nipples through your bra. My hands feel slightly rough but strong. I whisper in your ear. Tell me how wet you are, you little minx. Are your panties soaked through yet? Did you sit on the train on your way to work and make yourself wet at the thought of what I am going to do to you. Suman ate a banana in one hand and rubbed her father s hard dick from another hand secretly. Here Chinmai was very impatient and had already got her mother’s panty out under the table. He was wiping his sweat with his napkin but Suman realized that it was her mother s panty. Both Chinmai and Vasundhara were too horny to notice that. Then Chinmai got the panty back into his pocket without even realizing that it was his mother’s panty. It was too much for Chinmai to bear. So Chinmai went out.