To the side, in short-- timed -- jerks.I imagined dripping water over his body. Or hot wax. I imagined him naked, vulnerable. I imagined giving him or...l sex that would make him cringe, plead and beg.I imagined making him suck off each of my fingers. One. At. A. Time.Each time, longer than before. Hissing orders into his ear. Faster. Deeper. Wetter.Masturbating as I did. Sucking my own fingers clean. Tasting it.Instead, I watched.When I saw his hips move -- just slightly --- I knew it was. .." Then drink up, Jeanne Conn. Put a little excitement in your life."The challenge was gentle but obvious. She could refuse, of course, but did she really want to?"Maybe today I'll live a little dangerously," she replied picking up the cup and sipping the delicious brew. "Mmmmmm this is wonderful coffee." See," he smiled, "I'll bet you're feeling more adventurous already." And if I were?" she asked wondering why she was allowing this conversation to continue."Well, there's a public fountain a. Me jab 18 sal ka tha mera didi msc khatam kar chuki thi aur bo job ke lia competitive exam ke lia ghar me rahake try kar rahi thi . Bacpan se meri didi intelligent he, aur uska whole career achi he aur bo bahut intelligent bhi he. Bo ravishankar univ se msc khatam karke , ghar me competitive exam ke lia prepare kar rahi thi. Didi jab 6th me thi tab se didi ke chuchi bada ho chuka tha . Didi badi hoti gae aur uski chuchi bhi badi hoti gae , jab bo +2 khatam karke bsc hue to uski chuchi 34d ho. "I have never seen her so meek, nor you so angry. I can draw my own conclusions about that, but I'll not leave her here if there is any chance that you will do her bodily harm."I felt tremendous admiration for Betty Lang at that moment. She couldn't weigh more than a hundred and twenty pounds, but she was standing up for her friend. She showed no fear or concern for her own safety. If I were a demented prick that beat women, she should be worried."Betty, your concern for Grace is admirable, but.