What am I supposed to save now?”I had to admit, she had a point. She’d played by their rules. She’d given her virginity to her husband, or so sh... claimed and she had no reason to lie now. Now that she was no longer a virgin, I wasn’t sure what the rule was. Obviously getting pregnant outside of marriage was frowned upon, otherwise, we wouldn’t have been where we were but I wasn’t sure what the Pope’s stand on sex before marriage was after you’d already been married and divorced. I guess I was. Your business meeting is less than ninety minutes away, but it is the last thing on your mind as you continue to stroke and recall the night's activities - the feel of his skin, the taste of his cock, his lips to yours, his tongue and mouth on your cock. All the sensations flooding in and swirling in your memory.You are close to bringing yourself off, and as you continue to stroke you feel your orgasm building deep inside you. "Oh fuck, I need more right now..." You say aloud. You stop stroking. Starting at your shoulders, I start to rub in the oil. Working out those knots as I go, digging my fingers into the shoulder blades, kneeding and soothing. Fingers and palms rubbing in circles. I can’t get enough of your skin. I bend down and kiss your neck biting lightly, teasingly. My hands move down to your spine, fingers deep into your muscles making sure you feel good. I run my fingers up your spine slowly, digging in and making sure to get the knots once again. Fingers moving in circles. “When you lie with a man,” he said, and a sense of foreboding struck Nandini.She stood there stunned, too afraid to speak. But her guru still had his usual smile on his face. He inched closer, and clutching the middle of her shawl, he pulled it down. The cold lashed at her body, and she stood in front of her guru in a saffron blouse, shivering.Seeing her belly, the sage’s cock stirred, but he remained calm. Hanging her shawl by the clothesline, he climbed on the bed, under the sheets. “It’s.