Jessica didn’t really hear her, though. She noticed the warmth of Natasha’s touch, the hindbrain responding to the simple human comfort of the ges...ure, but her conscious mind was already beginning to respond to the mantra of Exercise One. ‘Desire is an artifact of the will. Our will causes us to want and to need, and when we cannot have what we want and need, we become frustrated. We suffer. Suffering is pain, and pain must be avoided.’ Natasha’s lips were moving, but Jessica didn’t really see. I love the freedom.” “Really. So you don’t mind if I go naked do you?” “Mind?” I smiled. “Oh no, not at all. Quite the opposite. This is your boat so do as you wish, But R might object. Letting another guy this close to your hot, naked, body!” “Hell, he doesn’t care a jot. Look, let’s get this right. I’m his status symbol on his arm and he’s my meal ticket to luxury. All he wants is for me to wank him occasionally as he fondles me. He doesn’t care at all. He knows of my fun times. And I get my. And she would shed none. Ever again.However, she had no chance of avoiding the blistering emotions which washed through her at the certainty he had been with a woman, that sort of woman. That he preferred a nameless, faceless light skirt when he had so blatantly showed how he wanted her, hurt more than she would like to confess. It served only to prove that, even if Samuel seemed to be a decent man, he was still a man. Just like everybody else, one who would choose to assuage his urges in any. Doston uss waqt meri gand ka ched itna bada hogaya tha ki usme 2 gajjar to aramse ajaengi. Mujhe mehsoos ho gaya tha ki uska lund kuch phool raha hai.Main samajh gaya ki ye meri gand ko apni pani ka bhogg lagane wala hai. Maine bhi usko nahi roka aur woh meri gand main hi jhad gaya. Maine bhagwan ka shukar manaya ko ye khatam hua. Par woh meri galat femi thi.Woh thak ke mere upar hi let gaya aur uska lund sikud kar meri gand se bahar aagaya. Uska gathila badan mere komal badan ko daba raha tha..