” I finished unbuttoning my jeans and slid them and panties down around my knees.“That’s far enough. We won’t be fucking now. Turn around a...d bend over.” I did as instructed. “Stick your ass into the air.” I felt his hand pushing on the small of my back. “Higher. That’s it. Okay now don’t move.”“Yes Sir.” I held my position, pleasantly exposed and vulnerable. He got up and rifled through the bedside drawer until he found the lube and squeezed some out onto his fingers. He grasped. "It's okay. I will not let you fall, and I promise, once I find my other friend and make the rest of the baddies go away, I will find your papa. I want you to believe this. I will find him and bring him to you." Little pushed the thought to the girl very gently.The little girl started crying and could not stop. Little just let her cry and rubbed her back until she fell asleep in his arms. Little shifted her but kept her there so when she woke she would feel safe.Little took that time to reach. You dry your self off. As I watch you dry off I start to take off my swim suit so I can dry off completely. As i attempt to take my top off you come up behind me and offer your assistance. As you reach around to undo my top you slip your hands up and cup my breast. My nipples are so hard the hurt. You massage my breast so they don't hurt anymore but as the pain goes away I can feel myself getting all wet. I lean into you and moan softly. You run your hands down my body until you hook your. 50 p.m. on a hot May evening I was sitting on the lower berth of a coupe compartment in the first class air conditioned coach of a train scheduled to depart for Madras in ten minutes time. I was on my way to attend a business meeting.My name is Saheb Sahebji. This is not my given name but everyone including my parents calls me by it. Anyway, what is in a name? I am 6 feet tall and slim. I am a freelance commercial artist by profession.I was wearing a kurta and pajama (North Indian attire for.