He took my right hand in his left, put his left hand around my back and started moving to the music. He swiveled his hips and moved his body as if thi... form of dance had been invented just to display his sexuality.Not only did he look fantastic, he was a superb leader. He would assertively raise my arm to lead me in a turn in either direction. When he wanted me to turn sideways, he would slide his hand from my back to my hip and exert a little rotational pressure backward to let me know. He was. "Wider again." Her thighs open wider yet. I ran my left hand down her knee to her ankle and grasp her right foot. I lift her right heel and place it over my left shoulder. This motion causes her to slide slightly further off the edge of the desk before I place the other heel over my right shoulder and scoot forward in my chair. She is forced to lay back on the desk, with my hands under her ass the only things keeping her from falling off the edge and onto my lap. My tongue moves slowly up and. ? "Why, my dear," he said, his tone the perfect confused gentleman, "are you alright?? Oh, have I forgotten something you wanted?" Some amount of thought, and shame or panic, was resurfacing as he pulled me to my feet.? He took my hair- gently this time, so gently, and caressed the cheek that had not yet known his palm.? I swore his touch was like burning, and I realized how hard I was crying.? "Oh yes, I can't give you one side and not the other, can I?"? His hand pulled back, and I saw stars. It was so painful that even the pain of suicide was small compared to that. It was like someone was tearing my chest and gorging my heart out. I couldn’t even cry, my throat was paining so much that I felt like cutting it away. But you never cared.She-All this while I laid my heart out for you but you trampled it and walked away. Do you know how much courage it took me to make you come to my room and do that? But then tumhe to aitraaz hai. Have you ever thought about me? What happened to me?.