Naveen: I… I am so sorry! I never wanted to hurt you, I thought you liked… never mind. I am sorry.Naveen immediately got up from the bed. Ridhima ...ealized what she did. She, too, felt guilty about hurting her husband. She, too, got up from the bed after tying her petticoat strings. She tried to hide her midriff and cleavage with her hands.Naveen: It’s already late. We have a busy day tomorrow. You should change and get some sleep.Saying this, Naveen picked a pillow and went to the couch. He was. At first, all I could think was: stupid woman doesn’t even know what the hell she’s talking about. Then it was: goddamn fucking rich bitch just can’t get through her fucking day without yelling at some poor schmuck for something they didn’t even fucking do. Finally, I thought, if she points that perfect little finger at me one more time… and then I saw red. Or actually lilac, since she jabbed her finger an inch from my eye, when I suddenly lost it. I grabbed her by the shoulders and slammed her. "You're gonna explode," Maggie said after wresting her face away from the swampy mess of juices and saliva covering Leslie's cunt. "I can feel it pulsing and..."Leslie came, thrusting her hips up, the rest of her torso stiff as a board as it tore through her. Maggie turned to her friend's clit and evoked yet another monstrous orgasm from Leslie, whose taut hands actually tore the sheet gripped tightly in her fist.Hearing the sound of the sheet being ripped, Maggie released her clit and returned. After a couple of minutes Emma returned."Come with me."Puzzled, Richard followed her past the assistant who pointed to thedoor saying "staff only." Emma walked through and Richard followed herinto a store room."What are we doing here?" We or to be more precise, you, are getting changed." But what if someone sees me?" Richard's old concerns had surfacedonce again."Most people will just see two women out together but if someone doesrealise that you're a guy, so what? This is the twenty first.