As she came with the breakfast, I pretended to be still angry with her. Soon both of us were done with breakfast. As Eva was washing the dished the do...rbell rang. I asked Eva to open the door. She looked at me in horror, I nonchalantly said, “yes get the door.”She went and opened the door by peeking. It was the courier delivery guy. Now in India we have a two-door system. There is a main grilled door and an inside door. Unfortunately for Eva the openings for the doors were opposite. So if she. You toy with the thin fabric that runs up my crease and I’m on fire. I hear the door to one of the loo’s open and a soft chuckle from the bloke that walks out. “Sorry mate.” The bloke says to you eyeing me appreciatively, “can’t wait to get her home eh?” You don’t reply and just drag me into the open washroom, closing and locking the door. Your hands are hurried as they unzip and remove my skirt. You kneel in front of me to slide it down my legs and when I lift up my leg to step out of it you. He leaned back, holding the egg roll further away. Ignoring the fact that my hand was pressing down on his cock, I lunged across. Laughing as he leaned further back. I was never one to give up. ”That's my egg roll,” I said as I turned and threw my leg over his lap, straddling him. My ass square on his lap, I pushed his arm into the back of the sofa. I reached over with my other hand to retrieve the food. Before I could corral it, he swung his arm over his head, making me chase it. I could feel. Trying to shift so her fingers would brush over my nipple made me realize she had me pinned to the bed and she was in complete control.“Relax lover,” she murmured against my lips. “It’s not time yet.”That was easier said than done, as I wasn’t used to being this aroused without climaxing. I got lost in the sensations as her fingers explored my tiny breast while completely avoiding the nipple. It seemed like an eternity passed before those fingers traced back down my stomach, over my hip, and up.