I could do nothing. Then we went and sat on the sofa. Jamshed called for a beer and asked pepsi for me. I was shocked when he called for beer. Then he...kept his hand on my thighs and was softly pressing it. I was feeling it but was ignoring him. I could see many couples kissing and the environment over there was very high. Then jamshed got up and brought my pepsi and his beer. He sipped it and called for another. He was high and dancing there with other girls. I was sitting and watching him.. He lowered my shaking and quivering legs to the side and rested on top of me,kissing me deeply,his fingers running through my hair,i had to taste the sweet and salty squirt from his smooth chest.We stayed like that for what seemed like an hour and then he lowered his mouth to kiss me and we said "Goodnight"The thought of that only served to make me hotter and horny than i had been,I wanted to be fucked again,NOW,but i know i will have to wait until the eveningI decided that it was time to get. You’re my aunt’s former husband. You’re not related to me at all!” I was really glad to get a chance to say that to him right out loud. It’s not the sort of thing you can just casually mention out of a clear blue sky. But I was sure that keeping that fact at the forefront of his thinking was critical to achieving my heart’s desire. Suddenly a whole new tack popped into my mind full blown. “Are you afraid that you’ll lose control of me? I mean, that you won’t be able to maintain your discipline. He didn’t doubt that Kat would make an excellent consort. He was so glad that he had found her before he knew what he did now.At least this way the family couldn’t try to force him to marry someone for political reasons. They may not approve of his choice since Kat was as mixed blooded as he was but he didn’t give a skat about which race a person came from. A person’s action told him more about that person than the shape of their face or the colour of their skin or hair did.He wasn’t sure.