My hands between my legs now. Rubbing myself. Those images running a loop in my mind. Faster and faster...the loop and my fingers. I wanted to cum, I ...eeded to cum but something held me back. Her words, “Have fun.” echoed in my brain. And I knew then what I needed, what I wanted. And it was there, just within reach of my bed. My hand found it and I ran my fingers along the long neck. Maybe just touching it would be enough. One set of fingers furiously rubbing my cunt while the other set. The reply given didn’t answer the question asked. She repeated her question. “What do you know about Ed?”“What do you mean?”“What does he like? What doesn’t he like?”Nora stared at Marguerite and realized that after spending five days with Ed, she couldn’t answer either of those questions with any certainty. Voice faltering, she said, “I don’t know.”Marguerite shook her head and stood up from the table rather disturbed by the woman sitting there. She asserted, “You spent almost a week with Ed. He had recognized it, he knew what it meant and he made sure I knew he knew. Eight hours is a lot of time when you have nothing more to do than staying sit on chair looking at a small screen, right? I can’t sleep on planes, so that was my dreadful destiny. That is, until my eyes met his, and suddenly eight hours sounded just perfect. After all you can do a lot of things in eight hours. I was sitting by the window and the seat beside me was empty, so I was free to flirt with the man all I. Maine unke taraf dhyaan nahi diya. Uske bad main ghar cala gya. Shaam ko hamari neighbour ritika aggarwaal hamare ghar ayee aur mom se batein karne lage tab unhoon ne batya ki unhe ek job ki jaruurat hai to maine jhtaak se unko batya ki hamari unversity main ek teacher ki jaruurat hai. Bas fir kya tha unhone join kar liya. Actually main bhi yahi chata tha kyun ki ritika, 24yrs .36-24-36″ mujhe suru se hi pasand thi. Uski adaayein mujhko pagal kar deti thi .uske mome (breast) bauhat hi sundar.