She told me she might ‘hurt’ me cause she hadn’t had sex in months. I said nothing as my hand made way into her tiny shorts. She wore no panties... Her pussy was bare, just as I liked. Her pussy was wet enough to allow my fingers to slide in her pussy with ease. Her head fell back toward me.“You gonna really make me do this, huh? What you want from me?”, she asked.She turned around and looked up at me. I said nothing. I was trying to be mysterious I suppose and hoped the shit was working. She. And her sari pallu was bunched up in the middle leaving both her big boobs showing like two small hills with a red river running between them. Her waist was also exposed and her waist fold was sexy looking. Since sari was tucked in the waist her deep round navel was seen clearly. She had been working for some time and her armpits were dark with sweat and the blouse was sticking to her body. I could make out that she was not wearing bra. I had doubt if it was really sweat or she had put water,. It all depends on where we end up, I suppose. If we can make it, we’ll be there. You’re invited to our wedding, too, but that’s next summer and we don’t have a date yet. Want to be one of my ushers?” I asked. “My college roommate is my best man, and you’ve been my army roommate for a couple of years. Why not?”He laughed. “Love to. Are there going to be any other brothers at the wedding?” he asked.I just grinned. “Oh, man, it’s going to be whiter than a Klan meeting!”Harlan just laughed loudly. " She manages out,"I can, and will." I cut her off before any further chatter,"Haven't you had enough of this sick torture." she lets out with a whimper,"I haven't done anything serious until now. I think its time for that to change.",I get up and grab her after saying my peace before she can really react. She was stunned from what I said and I think she couldn't believe I was not obeying her by untying her. I throw her over my shoulder again grab her ankles and head off to my room. Walking.