She opened her legs a little more. My eyes followed my hand as I moved it up her thigh, her hip, then to her boobs. Her skin was so warm it was almost...hot. I squeezed her boob and stroked her nipple with my finger. I loved the feeling. “Are you wet down there?” I asked. She nodded as I moved my hand back down to her pussy. She moaned as I start rubbing her pussy lips. I pressed my fingers inside her and felt the wetness. My fingers were shiny wet when I pulled them out. Then she slid her hand. She couldn’t stop thinking about what he might do to her later when they finally went to bed and her pussy was slippery and wet. She spread her legs a little wider and he began to rub her clit. She knew that this was a reward for displaying the kind of behavior he desired. She closed her eyes and let him stroke her, knowing he wouldn’t allow her to cum, but wanting it so badly.Something on the television caught his attention and his hand stopped, but still she sat with her legs spread, waiting.. Pranav: Haan. Ye sare paise bahar se aaye hai. China, Afganistaan, wagayra.Main: Oh I see! Counter terrorism?Pranav: Wahi lagta hai. Isi liye is case ko hame diya gaya hai. Are you ready to take this case?Main: Don’t ask sir, just give it. Main aise case kabhi nahi chor sakti jo mere desh ko aage takleef de sake.Pranav: Patriotic! Apne pita ke tarah hi.Mere papa IB (Intelligence Bureau) officer the jinhone apni jaan is desh ki suraksha mein lagakar veergati ko prapt hue the.Main: Yes sir.Meri. We had talked about it and decided to sail into the anchorage. I pulled the jib furling line and had only about half of it out, so we were sailing in slowly."Put your PFD on, Gary, and come up on deck with me so we can drop the anchor." We went up onto the bow and got the anchor ready.Kay brought us into the anchorage and made it look easy. She turned into the wind and released the jib sheet so it luffed. We stopped and started drifting backwards. "Okay, Gary, now it's time to drop the anchor..