I felt him snuggle against me, his breath at my ear, as his hand moved from my breast and pulled my hair to the side so that he could kiss and nibble ...y neck. Oh! I love that! As I felt his mouth open and close over my skin and his tongue stroke me, I could feel him stiffening against my buttocks and I dozily pushed back again, but more firmly this time. Momentarily, his fingers moved back to my breast and they began to describe small, quick circles around my erect point. It lasted all too. Again I have to fight against making a sound as the pain becomes intense. I hear the dress tear and my heart sinks as I think of how much it will cost to replace it. The force is such that the clasp to the bra is broken and I feel it scratch my back. Now the seam at the zipper to the dress rips and the dress, now loose falls to the floor. He swings me around, mashes his mouth to mine in another hard kiss. Fingers fumble under the waistband of the panties and I tense as the inevitable happens;. " "And," as I looked at Jan smiling, "What did you do about that little problem?" I did some thinking about the situation. I knew that I was not interested in a serious relationship, and decided to find someone who needed some attention like myself but without any strings attached. Now who would fit into that category? It seemed to me that a young man who was away from his fiancé or girl friend would need some attention but would not want a serious relationship so I started looking at young. Mr. Bhardawaj knew this naughty little girl was teasing him. It was getting hard for him to control his urge now.The fragrance of her perfume, her sexy physique, and her revealing saree made her look like an angel. Mr. Bharadawaj thanked his fortune. After a long walk, they were finally in their suite.It was a small but luxurious and lavishly furnished suite. Along with the huge bedroom, there was a sitting room with a dining table. A small in-house bar was like icing on the cake.Mr. Bhardawaj.