.. pressing my ass against you... i beg you to fill me up... i want you so bad... your hand takes your hard cock... you slide it between my wet lips..... stroking my clit with the head... moaning i move harder against you... my moans begging you... slowly you enter me... your hands gripping my hips... moving slowly... letting me feel your hardness... holding me so i cant move... slowly letting your hardness fill me... kissing down my back... my skin on fire... pressing my ass against you.... Shriya never thought of any one coming to his home in the daytime. At the same time Shriya was peeing inside the bathroom in saree as girls do. The window, which was at adjoining room of bathroom, was open. Nair just looked in to the window without giving much care. But the scene was unexpected. The back view of a girl. Suddenly he thought both Gopi and Rajeshwari have gone for the marriage in the morning. Who would that be?? “Hey who is that”?? Nair shouted. Accidentally Shriya looked back and. Of course he is–how do you think he knew my name?’ I gazed back towards the double doors, aware of how heavily my heart was thudding in my chest. This couldn’t be happening, I thought. It couldn’t be real–I had to be dreaming… Because it didn’t equate to what I knew about Luke–at least, not the Luke I’d met ten days previously. The Luke I’d met had been capable and caring, tender and warm. Arrogant at times, certainly–but that probably went with the territory in his profession. But I found it. The first move towards each other I cannot remember as we were both eager to explore the other first but running my hands up and down her ff nylons and feeling her suspender ( 12 ) straps was devine and stroking her satin clad behind was electric.I remember pushing her slightly onto her bed and rolling her onto her tummy so that I could start to kiss her from her toes to her thighs starting with her shoes still on her feet the taking them off gently and kissing and licking her stocking clad.