I grabbed her put her on the slabs of kitchen. She put her legs around me and kissed me like a mad girl. I grabbed her and removed her saree from her...top and kissed on her neck and placed my hands on her back and unhooked her blouse and den the bra. I removed her bra. She i was looking at the most beautiful boobs in the world. I started sucking them.she was making sexy noises which was exciting me further.Now she stood and started removing her saree. I removed my t-shirt . Now she was standing. Sandy released her grip on my manhood and cocked her head.“But, I am always open to new experiences,” she said.Kanza silently unbuttoned her Army uniform top. She stripped out of it and tossed it on to a nearby chair. Her t-shirt and her brassiere followed. She then sat on the edge of the bed and stripped out of her boots. She stood back up and then stripped out of her uniform trousers.Her light pink colored lace panties were clearly soaked, through and through, clinging to her every curve. She. So distracted, the time passed quickly and the pain became almost pleasurable. Finally, she paused above him, nodded, and set the implements in their stand. She cleaned off the tattoo and taped a square of gauze over it. He expected her to break their intimate connection but she remained sitting astride him. She met his questioning eyes and smiled. Bracing her arms on his chest, she resumed rubbing herself along the bulge in his jeans, watching his face. Sitting up, she allowed her fingers to. ”“Charlie? What happened?” she asked in a dazed manner.“You fell and hit your head. How does it feel?”“I think I’m gonna be okay, can you just take me home?”“Sorry babe, no can do. I really hate to do this, but I have to,” and with that he stood up and grabbed a roll of packing tape. He quickly flipped her over and taped her arms behind her back.“Charlie! W-w-what are you doing?” she yelled as she felt herself being bound. He didn’t reply but moved some boxes so they were supporting her back..