“Thank you,” I responded.Sunita pulled away. “Please take a seat,” she said. “We’ll just go and get dinner ready to serve,”I watched her...walk away, her Salwar swishing with each step bringing thoughts of what lay under it for me.Dinner was ready fifteen minutes later and I joined them in the dining room. Unlike last week however Sunita sat next to me and not Sanjay. The food was superb as usual and she was as attentative as usual ensuring my plate was replenished. At one stage I sat back and. I started tying his hands with the bed. In no time he was helpless. I had him, his lund, and his tattee all in control of me. I went out and brought a 5 inch candle which was as thick as a radish (around 1″ dia) and some olive oil.He was shocked and started shouting, “Saali … meri gaand maaregi …. tu bas haath khol … aur phir dekh”. I was laughing in anticipation of what I was going to do. I said, “sweetheart … aaj teri gaand main maarogi … per khol”. He became too excited and suddenly obeyed. Shawn managed to force his upper body up, keeping his eyes locked onto Billy’s angelic gorgeous face, never once missing a powerful inwards thrust. Using his large muscular arms, Shawn wrapped them around Billy’s thighs and began forcing his slender body into his thrusting cock. Billy slung his head from side to side and moaned in glee as to having his once virgin ass now being jack hammered as if tomorrow would never come. As Shawn’s thick cock sunk home once more, something inside Billy. "And you, Miss Withurby," Finley's calm voice a complete opposite to what he was feeling inside.He walked back into the house as the carriage rolled away, the feeling of wanting to cry hitting him like a lightning bolt. Finley had never in his life cried, and he was certainly not going to start now. Especially not over something as stupid as love, he thought, then quickly corrected himself. He wasn't in love.Cynara hummed as she as she made her way down the stairs, getting louder and louder as.