She thought all the boys had gone and was just going to borrow some cricket and ping pong balls for a maths lesson. Jon came out of the shower and his...towel slipped when he saw her. Miss Dale - she hadn’t expected him to have a truncheon like that. Jon chuckled when he thought about it. It was all very awkward at the time, although she didn’t seem to mind and hadn’t made much effort to look away. Not like him, he had gone as red as a beetroot. Unbeknownst to Jon, Miss Dale and Miss Spencer were. He now held her head roughly and, with his other hand, pulled Ammi close to his lap. Now Ammi sat in his lap facing him.He was rubbing his tongue wherever he could. Ammi was giggling. Now he casually cupped Ammi’s breasts over her kameez and gave a hard press. Ammi made a wincing face. He now took her hand over his lungi and placed it over his manhood. Ammi was massaging it well.Now he held Ammi’s kameez from the sides and began pulling it upwards. She lifted her hands. Soon she was in her. She wore a backless blouse and a lovely red sari and we were looking perfect for each other.I kept touching her bare back all throughout and introduced her as my girlfriend to everyone there. They showed her a lot of love and respect, something she didn’t get with Manekbhai. She was very happy and grateful for that. I also decided that she and I would stay for a longer time at my villa. She also started being more affectionate with my son.One day, I asked her why she was so rude to my Mom and. I started to push the gauze up so that I could see when I felt a hand stop me. It was a soft hand. It had that scent I recognized. I tried to talk, but couldn't. Something was stopping me. Something in my mouth and throat. I heard a voice."Colin? Can you hear me?"It was a soft voice. A woman's voice. I knew that voice. I knew that scent. I wanted to tell her that I heard her, but I couldn't talk. I tried to wave my hand, but she was holding it. I felt something press against my cheek. Something.