"Y-y-yes, Dee, I do. But...well..." Ah, Michelle, you still aren't sure, are you? So cute...don't worry, Iwon't hurt you. Well, not much..." Dee help ...y wrists down and groundherself into me. It was so erotic, so sexy, feeling her clit pushagainst mine, slipping against each other in the soft satin. I tightenedmy legs and moved my hips in a circular motion, feeling her rub againstme. I was feeling so submissive and, well, in the zone, here underneaththis vision of beauty on top of me, with the. My lips were almost touching hers. The bulge in my pants was pressing against her. And we kissed like there was no tomorrow. Her hands were pulling my hair. Her breasts were squeezed against me and god it felt soo good. My one hand was on her back and the other one grabbing her ass. I squeezed her ass a bit. I got my hand under her kameez and unhooked her bra. I kissed her neck repeatedly and this drove her crazy.I got down to sucking her breasts from over her kameez. Then immediately I picked. Slowly s started msg good night msg and we started chatting late nights which slowly turned in to got chats like what’s she is wearing and slowly sex chats began like let me kiss you she removing her dress and sleeping naked and me chatting and masturbating this continued for weeks . one fine Saturday she msg me that she wanted to meet me and said can I visit her house I was really happy as she said no one at house all have gone to attend marriage in Delhi I was very happy and bought some. We stayed with her, sitting in vigil. By morning the bruising was gone, the fluid was gone from her lungs, her heart had a strong beat, the cataracts were gone from her eyes and her blackened gums looked healthy. She no longer had blood in her urine or her sputum. We had four feeding tubes dropping nutrients into her blood at full drip, and she still lost over twenty kilos. However, she lived. She was aphasic and had to be re-taught, but she lived and was happy for the chance to live.I was well.