She started crying when I told her I wouldn't. You know how Bradley is about her. Anyway, use your credit card for anything you need for her. I pay th...se bills. This is the phone number."He found the address at the library in a reverse phone book, and looked in the Atlas for the street map. Even though the train ride from Boston was five hours, it wasn't far from Grand Central, so he caught the seven o'clock. He was afraid he had remembered this area from stomping around years ago, but it was. “Hi,” she said. “I’m Erica.”Jessica ushered her in and took the opportunity to check out her ass — it was a little bigger than most, rivaling Ana’s in size, but undeniably exquisite. “I’m Jessica.” Again she felt the need to impress, and wanted to say something clever and charming, but nothing came immediately to mind. She told herself to relax; it seemed like the suite was doing the job for her, anyway. Erica looked around, nodding approvingly, and let out a low whistle.“This is lovely,” she. "You love to come on order from your pervert Professor Peter, who treats you like his sex-slave!" Oh dear, what will happen to her next? Her long weekend as guest of this wicked man has only just started. Her mind rewinds their two sexy scenes so far. First his 'intimate inspection', which was unexpectedly very arousing, as he asked her to bend over, legs spread and finger her fanny for an orgasm. She actually wetted his face, what never had happened to her before. So far, so good. Their second. So wonderful moments!Next day night around 9. 30 p.m. mom and dad went for a “Yakshagana” (a local traditional art, played all over the night). Prashanth also followed them. Sunitha called me and whispered that she would be going to bathroom. I quickly realized it! I went to bathroom first, after some times she came in.She raised her little figure. I understood. She just asked “ready…?” I said “I am ready… you?”. She asked me again “ With dress or without dress?” I said “Let it be with dress”.I.