You moan as you unzip my jeans and reach in and grab my cock slowly stroking it .We continue to kiss and tease each other for sometime .I slide my han... down past your stomach and reach your thong sliding my hand in it my fingertips tease your clit moving down through your lips I feel how wet you are as I isert a finger in you and slowly fuck your pussy . you unbutton my jeans and push them down I step ouit of my shoes and kick off my jeans . I pull my shirt off as you stroke my cock and tease. "Jesus Christ! You're not Bob!" she exclaimed in surprise as I withdrew my cock and then gave her another quick, full-length stroke, and then another. "Who are you? Goddamnit, who are you?" she yelled. I did not answer, but began pumping as hard and fast as I could without banging my head or shoulders against the cabinet. After I'd been at it a while, she quit yelling and began making incoherent moaning sounds, and I knew she was going to cum. Pumping away, I pushed my left thumb into her. We used to see each other often, and I used to smile at her. This went on for few weeks. In the evening times, Ashwini would be on the terrace talking to some other neighbors. Due to a power cut, I went upstairs one evening. As usual, she was talking to other ladies, and I started playing on my mobile.It started to rain suddenly, and she rushed to take the clothes. I went to help her and then I went to her apartment to give her the clothes. We both were a little drenched in the rain. She gave. I nod my head as my eyes start to fill with tears. I feel the sharp blade trace over my body, as he cuts my clothes off. Holding very still, terrified he might slip and cut me, I feel fabric being cut and falling away. Bent over the dresser like that, I can see him exposing me as I look at the reflection in the mirror. As my panties are cut to shreds, I try to hold my legs together. He roughly kicks my ankles apart. "Spread that pussy bitch, I want to see this cunt and ass that belong to me"..