Luckily she could not see my spying slightly open right eye. And than probably considered my hardness as morning wood.Once satisfied that I am asleep ...nu chachi did the most surprising thing. Since she was seating with her back towards my face I could not see but could make out clearly that Anu chachi had moved her right hand over her crotch and begin to move it frantically making sounds of “kan kan kan” of her dashing bangles.Frantic movements of Anu chachi’s right hand gestured that my horny. I felt calm because of the surroundings. Maybe the champagne also had something to with it. I could hear my boss breathing (my boss is 32 a handsome and charming man) I stretched my legs. A wave touched my foot. I moved in reflex. As I did that, my ankle brushed against my boss’ ankle. He turned his head and looked at me. “I am sorry”, I said.“It’s fine”, he said. I dont know why, call it a girl’s intuition or whatever. I felt like something was going to happen. I could have moved away. But I. The woman slowly gets to her hands and knees. Silently she dresses. She is turned away from me, trying to salvage some shred of dignity despite what had happened. She repeatedly and angrily swipes away tears from her cheeks and eyes. She sniffs a hard breath in through her nose and lets it out in a long shuddering exhale.I was fading. My life blood draining from me. I knew it wouldn't be much longer now.I watch the girl get up and begin looking around. At first I thought she was looking to see. He let the Punjabi doctor have fun being the aggressor, and truth be told he enjoys a woman with an aggressive streak. But now was the proper time to put Dr. Rai into her proper place.The doctor tried to speak again, but Nik shoved a second finger down her throat. He used it like he would on Gale, testing and probing her deepthroating skill. She gagged, and began to cry. A long tear streaked down smooth, brown skin, and ruined her makeup.“That’s a good bitch. You want it this rough, don’t you?.