Now she was rotating as she ground her clit against my hard crotch, doubling her pleasure. I gripped her firm buttocks pulling them further apart and ...ushing her harder against me. My hands moved round to grip her parted cheeks deeper. My index finger cheekily finding her puckered hole and pressing lightly against its tight entrance. Susanne moaned into my mouth gutturally; the feel of me touching her in that forbidden place clearly turned her on. She pushed her bum harder against my finger on. After a few minutes she checked her phone, nothing. Fiveminutes later she checked it again. The thought of just staring at asilent phone was too much. She picked it up and began typing.Esme; "Sorry, I was a bitch. Forgive me?"She put the phone down on the bed without sending. She watched thescreen, her finger hanging over the 'send' button, until the screenwent to black. She thumped the back of her head against the pillow, notrealising how thin it was. Her skull met the cheap wooden. Suddenly I slipped and fell on the tap and my clothes got wet. I pulled myself back and put my pants and walked out. She was sitting in the same nighty. She saw me wet and offered to wash my dress. She gave me a dhoti. I wore that and gave my clothes and my brief to her. She took it to the bathroom. Sat on the small step there with legs open and started washing. I was standing at the door. I could see her trimmed hair crotch early and she had no panty.My bulge in the front of dhoti was obvious.. "You should stop crying. I'm sick of everyone getting all sad because of my funny dreams." And with that, she squirmed her way into Cyrus's lap and leaned back against him.Cyrus was touched and felt an impulse to cry again, but found he could control himself for the sake of the girl in his lap. She'd said not to cry, and he'd do his best not to.He had no erotic feelings for the girl. He felt tender, protective, loving. Cyrus leaned down to plant a kiss on the top of Hannah's head. As he did,.