That kind of thought.I thought about it, and trying to keep a straight face and not burst out in laughter or fall apart with blushing guilt, I answere... her question with three questions. "Well, tell me this first," I asked. First, would she promise me -- and by that, I mean, SUPER-promise me -- that there was absolutely no way on Earth that my parents would ever, ever, ever find out about this? Amy was like, oh, guaranteed, it's our little secret. Great. Okay, second, would she promise me that. “Please, don’t punish me.”“What? No, of course not.” I stepped up to her and took her gently by her slim shoulders. “I would never send you away.”Sasha looked into my eyes, and I looked into hers. How long we stood there, I did not know. I fell into those green eyes, and she smiled up at me. Stepping back, she pulled on a loose shirt, and sat on her bed. “Come, sit with me, Calum.”I sat down beside her, and clasped my hands in my lap.“What do we do now?” she asked.“I don’t rightly know,” I told. " I didn't tell you for the very reason you just started to mention. You would've wanted to help me, tried to send me money, and I won't have it! You understand! I just won't accept money from you." Why? I owe you. I owe you everything I have, everything I'll ever have. It's payback time, Pops." You owe me nothing. I'll let you buy the fuckin' suit because the brunch is important to you. That's it. I can take care of myself." Stubborn galoot." He means it, she thought and decided she'd put him. Please fuck me hard. Please put it in. Don’t torture me with this foreplay.” She was on her orgasmic wave again. She kept squirming on the bed as Anil kept rubbing his cock on her vaginal area. I was amazed at the restraint Anil exercised, driving Neena crazy. Neena’s waist and hips rose and fell on the bed with each surge in her orgasmic wave. She cried, “Oh Raj.. Oh Anil, I cannot hold myself.. Hold me please. Hold me tight.. I am coming…" And she had her what? I didn’t know; I thought fifth.