" With my fingers curled around his shoulders, I pushed him down to his knees before he knew what was happening. There was something erotic and taboo ...bout seeing him there all dolled up on his knees, the confused look on his face as he stared at my crotch for a moment."I don't understand," he said, his voice almost a whisper. He looked up at me with wide eyes and a terrified expression but I know it was fear of accepting what was in his heart. I'd seen enough to know he wanted to wear the. She felt like a woman again; she felt like a woman who had at long last been satisfied by a man.“I wasn’t too rough on you was I?” He asked her quietly.She looked up at him and smiled. “Was that roughness?” She asked him as she kissed him.He smiled.“It was just what I needed thank you.” She told him as she settled back against his strong shoulders.“I have waited a long time for that.” He told her. “A fuck I mean.”“Well I hope you are not going to leave it at that.” She said.“Well I was hoping. I am so sorry for the way I have been, for neglecting you and more if only I’d seen, so many things we have been through can you not see, that I am now more than that man I used to be, yes I know it’s too little too late, and have to make do with you as a mate, I am so glad that you I did find, how & why have I been so blind ? Why didn’t I make sure you were happy…? one minute we were five… & now its just me, words and actions now aint enough, to get you back for me that’s just. Soon his hard-on was back so he got up a little and lifted up Anjali’s sexy legs so that each one sat on each of his shoulders then he came back down onto Anjali. I knew what he was doing. Nikhil was going to fuck Anjali in the “squashing-the-deckchair” position. Nikhil pulled his hips into the air and once again entered Anjali at an alarmingly fast speed. Anjali screamed because although the penetration before had been deep, this position was known for providing even deeper entry. Anjali’s hot.