I hooked my fingers around the elastic waistband of her shorts and pulled them down, the tactile sensation of them sliding against her silky skin and ...truggling over the firm mounds of her muscles making my mouth water in anticipation. She straightened her legs obediently and the shorts were discarded on the floor behind me. My aching erection pressed painfully against my clothes as I lowered my head back down and my lips met hers, her steely thighs threatening to crush my head as the sensation. I'm fed up with you talking back like that." Talking back? I only asked a question." Roger was right. It would have been so much better had he not had to compete with you all the time."Well that was it for me. I couldn't take it anymore. I was at my wits end and didn't know what to do for the better. I just wanted to get away, to run and hide somewhere and not come out again. Roger had NEVER had to compete as it was made clear very early on where my place was and it NEVER came above HIM.I went. She had her head now pressed tightly against the seat.“Mhhhh,” Hasna was still moaning into the hanky, but Rohan didn’t stop.Hasna felt she was almost about to come. She held his right hand with her left and he stopped immediately.“What is it, love?” Rohan asked kindly, with a smile.“Please, Rohan, I’m about to lose myself. If you keep going, that might happen all over the seat. Please..can you stop?” Hasna asked innocently. She knew that might even make him mad.But Rohan just smiled and pulled. End of story." "Now the only question is" he said while advancing towards me "How will I once again have to prove that to you" He was directly in front of me and speaking again. I watched his lips form words while my knees grew weaker. Nothing was making sense. My knees suddenly buckled and Deputy Williams caught me in his arms as I fell against him. He picked my up bodily and carried me through the room. When was the last time a man carried me? My wedding? Did we look like a cover from a.