No chance of you being more than an arm’s length from me.”“I can see your logic, but maybe you should consider things that would make me want to...avoid you in a king-sized bed and not do them.”“Enlighten me on the things that would make you want to avoid me, and I will consider them.”After several seconds of thought, he pulled her naked body against his and replied, “Funny, I can’t think of a thing that would make me want to avoid you.” He poked the tip of her nose with a finger.“I was surprised. Me banati hu chai..”. I smiled..”ye bhi thik he..achha me abhi aata hu …thoda fresh hokar”. I took bath and looked around…if someone there..and seeing no one..I pushed her door..which was open. (I have to take precaution for her safety as she was living alone and may lose some respect). She was in green cotton sari with thin blouse and black bra was quite visible. I sat in drawing. After some gossip for 10-15 min..on general issues and in between I also praised her on one issue or other. She. At thirty-eight Peter was three years older than Lynn. When they met several times a week to discuss a case, she was all business. Her attire was never provocative but rather decidedly demure. She’d never flirted nor sent any signs that she was interested in him romantically…or sexually. In spite of her keen mind, Lynn came off personally as rather innocent, even naïve and nonsexual. He had met a colleague at an industry conference who also had engaged Lynn’s firm. ‘Ah, ‘little Miss Goodie Two. ..” the blonde moaned loudly, her back arching off the silk sheets she was squirming on. Her fists balled up beside her, grabbing handfuls of the sheets so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her body jolted with each rocking slam it received, her snatch slurping up the 9 inch cock that was speeding up in her cunt, her cum soaked crotch splashing as the two bodies collided wetly in the dimly lit room. She started screaming and was aware that there was something small and cold rubbing her clit,.