Rob unfastened each of the hooks on Jane's stockings and slid the belt up and over her head. Jane shuddered as he fingers brushed over her thighs and ...he felt his warm breath below her navel. He walked towards her pushing her backwards until she met the counter top. He lifted her up on top and spread her legs so he could stand between them. He lifted one of her legs up and placed her heel on his shoulder. He slowly and gently rolled her stocking down her leg until it was completely off. Without. “You can keep it there,” again the man said pointing below the lower berth. I kept on looking down. She bent down to keep her luggage. I got a very nice view of her cleavage and a part of her boobs.How on earth I thanked my stars now. She came up to the berth beside me and settled down. She took out her phone and called someone. She spoke in language to which I was not very much familiar. Nonetheless, language was never a barrier for me.I was just waiting for a chance to start a conversation.. Regardless, he feels like a prisoner. He feels like her prisoner. His fixation annoys and often upsets him, yet he cannot escape his persistent sensual thoughts about her. Nor can he resist indulging those thoughts to the point of climax, when they occur.Eventually, and against all logic, this maddening obsession has driven Ghok to seek Rachele out. Her dropping out of touch with him should have been a fortuitous blessing. For a human it would be, but not for a Nehrezl. It should be best that. His fingers then traced down across my neck, softly dancing over my breasts as my nipples ached for his lips, but he just kept softly touching my body in an admiring way. Then placing his hand across the soft doughy flesh of my belly and then across the small of my back, and pulling my naked body into his. I did not know what to feel but I was anxious and uncertain why this man would be so caring to me, a woman he just met in a bar that only wanted to conquer him, yet he was the one in control.