I don’t regret what happened, but it’s not going to happen again. I just want to write the story out so that I can be really clear in my mind what...did happen, so that I can be on my guard. The bookstore is huge, a full city block and many stories, a veritable labyrinth of wooden and metal shelves, with old books and new ones, of every conceivable type. I had found the book I came to get, a used copy of Faust, and I was going toward the cash registers to pay and leave when I stumbled into the. Reddy was rubbing her cunt with his fingers and was exploring both in and out of her vagina.She gritted her teeth and bit on her fist in order to avoid making noises. She was afraid that someone could make out what they were up to from all that noise. But it was really very difficult as Reddy was driving her mad. He was intentionally making her hornier to make it difficult for her to control. He had pushed his finger in her cunt and was rubbing near her g-spot.Unable to control, or moan out. I had never fucked anyone who was so wild. She came again right then, holding tightly.At this point, I stopped before I came. I pulled out and flipped her over onto all fours. Looking at her ass raised to me – pussy open and inviting – made me crazy. I rubbed the globes of her ass and spread her pussy again with my thumbs.I wanted to fuck her like she had never been fucked before. It was like I was possessed by an animal desire.I leaned over and licked and tongued her pussy from behind. I got. I hoped Pradhan would screw me well.We took the lift to the costliest suite in the hotel. Once inside the room, he removed a nice gift wrapped box from the wardrobe and handed it to me. I quickly opened it and couldn’t believe my luck. It was a beautiful diamond necklace set with a nice bracelet complimenting it.My jaw dropped, “Pradhan saab. Aap kitne ache hain. Itna haseen necklace sirf mere liye hi ban sakta hai. Aap mujhe khoob pehchante hain. Aisa tohfa pane ke liye main saat raat aapke.