A couple of hours later she was trying to get a secondary program to upload when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She spun around and there he stood. ...owering over her and smiling like he was some sort of television game show host."Whwhwhat! How did you get in here? What do you want? Who are you?" Pam stammered and she tried to gain her composure and to get the upper hand in this situation"Pam, my name is John and I want to be your lover! Any you want to be mine!" No way, get the hell out of. I started playing with her tits and nipples and i took each nipple into my mouth in turn and started to suck on them, she started to moan and i could tell she was enjoying it.I pushed her back on to the bed and made her lie down and open her legs wide and i could see her beautiful pussy. I started kissing the inside of her thighs working further and further up nice and slowly until i reached her wet pussy. I told her to tell Simon what it felt like and then i could hear telling him how good it. Kishore quickly interrupted and said, “Anni, please this crying and eye moist is not related to our acting or my comfort. You don’t need to think about it. Our decision of acting together is fine and please don’t feel guilty about it.”Me: Ok da then why all of sudden your eyes are moist and tears rolling from your eyes?Kishore: Anni, I really don’t know. When we both hugged and I laid my face on your shoulder, your gentle caress on my back created some sort of feeling inside me. I started to. A night of casual sex seemed like just what the doctor ordered to keep her distracted. Anyway, Pauls display of sympathy notwithstanding, it had been a very rough day. The thought of having some fun seemed like a welcome change of pace. On the other side of the matter, Pauls erection at the funeral reception was unmistakable proof that, on a purely physical level at least, he wanted to do her. Marcy was willing to bet that ever since his little friend had made a scene, hed been fighting off.