Zum Glück hörte sie damit auf. Allerdings nur um sich auf mich zu setzen. Drei, vier mal fuhr sie ihre Muschi reibend über meinen Schwanz, der kurz...darauf in sie eindrang. Dabei berührten ihre schwingenden Brüste meinen Oberkörper. Noch immer lag ich leise stöhnend aber bewegungslos unter ihr. Im Kopf liefen sehr wohl die Bilder ihres sexy Körpers, den ich natürlich gut kannte. Nur halt nicht auf diese Art.Ihre leicht ausladenden Hüften um den winzigen Bauchansatz. Die kleinen bereits etwas. I said- ” If I watch them for more time, i get more hard on so that I can go home and masturbate easily”.She – “Do you masturbate thinking of me?” “How dare you??”I- “You only said ok.”Seema : “That doesn’t mean you can say whatever you want”.I – “I always fantasize you in my dreams fucking you in different positions but did I ever pass some bad comments at office or did I misbehave?”She -“But this is as good as that”.I – “no controlling emotions is better rather than keeping same intentions. I was slightly taken aback, unsure of what he meant, 'From outside', I asked him, and he shook his head meaning no.I was still confused, 'Loud TV', I asked, as it was becoming like a guessing game, and again he shook his head, to mean no.I shrugged my shoulders and laughed and as I did so, I saw his eyes drop to my breasts, as I laughed, they jiggled, and I was nude under my thin top and my nipples were standing up, he made me feel self conscious, and they just got harder as he stared.'Stop. She felt like Michael wanted her to admit to something but she just wasn't sure what. "What do you mean?" Michelle whispered. "I just feel that you want to let me do that because, maybe somehow, you feel you owe me something nice. I'm hoping that because tonight was so good for you that you now feel I need something special and you want to give it to me. If that's true, I really love it and actually find it very exciting to me." Michelle smiled warmly as she now ran her nails across Michael's.