I told her I would be there in a few minutes. When I came out of my room I saw that Mrs. Ahuja had changed into a black sari. She was already sitting ...t the dining table. I sat down opposite her and started with my lunch. Mrs. Ahuja stooped over to serve me some curry. I could clearly see her deep cleavage. I held my breath for a few seconds. My cock was rising. To make things worse she was wearing a white bra which was pretty visible through her black blouse and I could make out the curves it. By now Chrissy was passionately kissing me her soft tongue exploring my mouth. I slowly slid my left hand down her firm body stopping when I reached the waist band of her lace panties. I slowly inserted my fingertips into the waistband teasing her by stopping there. I could feel her lower stomach rising with every breath she took. I slowly pushed my hand in her panties until I felt a tiny patch of soft hair. I pushed down a bit further until my middle finger fell between her lips exploring the. " I'm not in the mood, Stephanie. Just tell me where the fuck she is."Stephanie took a deep breath and swallowed hard. This was a self-appointed task, she didn't have anyone to blame for when he killed her but herself."Now don't kill the messenger."He growled, low and dangerous. And she believed he meant it, even if he was just a week past being stabbed, shot and almost bleeding to death. She really thought he could do it. Damn Roger. He had pulled up stakes and gone on to his next assignment. She was rally turning on the juices, and there were lines of spit hanging from my cock and connecting it to her lips during the times when she pulled away to catch her breath. I knew that she was enjoying herself and I knew for damn sure that I was too, but I also knew that her jaws had to be getting sore, and besides that, I really wanted to know if she was brave enough to try a little more than a head and hand job. I reached down and took her by the upper arms and stood her up, which brought.