, tongues.. his hands held my neck and mine were his back. We kissed and kissed for 20 more minutes. I could feel his dick saluting my pussy from his ...ants. we wanted each other’s body now.After our 2nd kiss ended., I asked kartik “will you fuck me??” He realized i was too desperate to have him in my pussy and thus he started playing with me. He replied “no” and gave a cunning smile. I went forward and kissed him on his lips then neck. And with another hand I started to massage his amazing. I used to stare at her without she noticing it and on a couple of occasions I felt she did notice (or not) my stare and I felt embarrassed but she behaved normally with me.Her butt (kundi) and high pointed boobs through salwar-kurta or in nightie/gown etc whatever she wears made me hot every time. The peculiarity of her dresses is that mainly low colored and thin, transparent. I also had some incidental sight of a portion of her thighs and cleavage when she bent down or sitting in chair with. I held his hand and tried to take comfort from how peaceful he looks. One of the nurses brought in a juice container and my book a little later. I thanked her, sipped on the juice and began to read to Connie. It wasn't easy. I'd get my emotions under control and read for a while and suddenly realize I can't see the words. I've started crying again.Mom and Lisa stopped by with a couple of sandwiches at lunch time. It was only then that I discovered Ty is sitting in the waiting room. He's been. For the time all thoughts of Edward and Tom and what they were doing passed from my mind. Let them have whatever fun they wanted to. Right now, feeling so cherished by Susan was heaven.But I knew Edward, or Tom, could never know about this, and we should probably never do this again. But as Susan pulled me close to her, my back pressing against her soft breasts and her hand just gently caressed my mons, all I could think about is how we could make this happen again. No, we can’t. Can.