She turned her head to the side and with a big smile, said ,“Are you sure you’re comfortable? You seem constrained.” To which I stuttered, "I-...- I’m ok.” I had to shift a bit to move my cock into a better position. I was conflicted. Excited, but not knowing whether to press forward and try to make love to Janet or not. We hadn’t gotten so far ever and I was excited, nervous, and thrilled all at the same time. A fleeting thought of the fear of softness flew through my mind, as to date, I. K. just relax!" as he began to feel her lymph nodes under her arm, working his way down towards her breast. The sensation tickled though and she pulled her arm down in a natural reflex, as he said "sorry! I know it tickles" and then placed her arm again above her head, while he began to fully examine her breast.As the doctor examined her, Darla felt her heart start to race with desire as he moved the pads his four fingers in a sweeping motion from the outside in, towards her nipple, while he. This continued for some time, we did not chat regularly and with passing time I thought I had lost my chance but then one day they sent me a picture. I was at work and I hurried to the loo to check the image without any prying eyes around. The picture was of the wife wearing a skimpy saree with the caption “Waqt aane pr yeh tumhe milega” (you’ll get this when the time is right).I thought that I’ve to take matters into my hands if I want to hasten it and instead of emailing or messaging the. And then he entered her once more, pulling himself between her lucious thighs. She cried out, and resisted this time, her delicate hands pressing against his muscled chest, but it did little to stop him as he rammed his wet, rock hard member deep into her virgin depths, tearing away the innocence and puirty from her. She felt something tear within her soul, as well, as his thrust ground her rump into the earth, his member delving deep into her sweet innings. Shrieking, she turned away, refusing.