I screamed in a shock but quickly it followed another one and another one and another one, while I was trying to release myself. “The more you screa..., the more you get. It means you feel me.” He stated in a maddening calm tone, as I was twisting and twerking in his hands. Those words just made me freeze. “Good!” he grined. A burning feeling was rising over my ass, and my senses were slowly going numb. Sure he could see that, so he barely touched my asscheeks with the belt, then held it in the. Just to the galley. Get up, lazybones! Roll up that bedding, reinstate the table, now you can use the head.The rain had cleared and bright sun was peeking through the cabin windows. A mug of coffee materialised in front of me as, dressed, I slipped into the seating by the table.“Thanks,” I croaked, cleared my throat, “Thank you, Clara.”“Porridge this morning?”“That’ll do nicely.” Neither of us mentioned her sneaking into my bed in the night.By lunch-time (tuna rissoles) I knew there would be no. Ekshomoy bollo,”Apni ki amake mere felte chan?amake evabe torpachchen keno.Apnar paye pori,ek dhakkay apnar puro dhonta amar gude dhukiye din. Ota chire felun,Roktakto kore felun amake.”Ami amar nunu ordhekta dhukiye or upore jhuke dan dudta chushte laglam.Tarpor badikerta.She amar kumorer dupash diye dupaye akre dhore amar mukhta tene niye amar thut chushte chushte ekshomoy mridu kamrate laglo.Ami or jibha chushte chushte jure dhakka dilam.Ruma chitkar kore ki bolte gelo,or jibha amar mukher. You come in and wrap your arms around my waist and look at my face reflected in the mirror with a smile, pausing to sweep a strand of hair out of my eyes and kissing me tenderly on the neck. I’m even angrier now because you came all over my new dress. I tell you that you owe me for that and with that statement you whip me around and lift me onto the bathroom counter. You bend down and plunge your face into my pussy. I’m still dripping from earlier and with each circle your tongue makes around.