His hand, at first on her ribs, slid upward to cup her breast. She pressed into his hand eagerly.He kissed her ear, her throat, her neck. She let her ...ead loll back while he nibbled and sucked and kissed her throat. She sighed and shifted her body to encourage him not to neglect her other breast. He slipped his hand under her sweater and trailed his fingers up across her ribs to cup the soft fullness. He could feel the lace of her bra, that mystical garment, holder of the holy. He swept his. When she was filled, she looked into Bob's face in the candlelight. If he hadn't given so many other indications, she would never have guessed from his expression that he enjoyed sex. He looked quizzical and a little grim, as if this were a puzzle to be solved.He shifted so that one hand could reach her breast before he began to move. These motions were arousing although very slow. Recovering from the lull in her sensations due to the change in position, she tensed again. Just short of her. He takes one of my breasts in hand. ‘I love your breasts my love.’ He sucks the nipple and bites at it and I close my eyes. I can smell incense and spice in the room. He smells of a soft man’s cologne but he is very hard and his tongue is teasing at my most private spots and my long legs are open and then he enters me. His brown eyes stare down at me then close. I touch his face and get him to open his eyes. I want him to see me. I don’t want him to imagine that I am anyone else. I put my index. After continuously asking she spilled the beans that she saw both of us fucking each other. Then I asked her what does she want to keep her silent?she told me she wanted money.ME: How much do you want?Maid: 10lakhsme: I was shocked and told her are you mad I cant give you that much moneyMaid: If not I will disclose it to her daughter, SHE told me I have proof alsoME: I asked her what proof does she have (she was silent couldn’t get the proof out of her)So I told her to leave I will think about.