." a confused mumble. After several attempts, she caught on that he was trying to say 'TCV', which obviously meant nothing to her. It took several mor... attempts for him to explain it meant 'troop-carrying vehicle'.She nodded, "I told myself I ought to feel lucky I was riding, not walking," she said.He squeezed her hand and closed his eyes."Are you tired? Do you want me to go?"He moved his head from side to side in negation and held on to her hand. He was breathing so shallowly and so quietly,. My body to which all my clients/collegeus and bosses are slave is a slave fro him.today he had sent me a msg simply asking me to be ready and waiting for him at one i the noon. I cancelled all my appointments and waited for him in the basement parkling .I was luckily dressed in a simple sleevelss kurta and white shalwar because I knew if I was really dressed to kill Rohit would really rip me apart. When we were in his car Rohit started softening me by telling me what he was going to do with me. She did not push me away. My cock was resting on top of her lower back. My huge naked balls sat on the top of her round ass. She was breathing heavier. Her legs moved to catch her balance. I leaned over her shoulders to look down the front of her tube top. She followed my eyes. “Do you like what you see?” she said. “No! I love what I see. You’re perfect in so many ways. Your body is so amazing.” I said.“It’s been so long. Since anyone has said those things to me. My husband never says anything. I hold my blouse unsure what to do with it. You take it from my hands and put it on a nearby chair. You then return and start rubbing on my nipples through the material making them even harder. I let out a little gasp. You lower the lace material so to allow my breasts to escape. You take a few moments to play with my now free nipples – pulling them, pinching them, rolling them between your fingers. You never look in my face, even when I moan a little. I start to understand what you.