The knuckle of my second finger roughly squashing her clit wasn’t even deliberate - but certainly seemed to be appreciated!“I NEED you to fuck me ...�� right now … PLEASE!” That was all the encouragement I needed! - I LOVE being ‘talked-dirty’ to - but ESPECIALLY by one who looked (and should have been) so sweet and innocent! My cock seemed instantly to know what was expected of it, and rose to the occasion!I plunged my length straight in to the hilt in a single movement, then rapidly began. I feel that he is also very decent guy.After leaving from sisters house me and Rajiv went to chose some other furniture for 2nd bedroom and then around 1 we take lunch and then he drop me to travel depo. Then I set in the luxury bus and came back to Surat that evening. At that night we don’t talk much on phone as we both were tired.After few months as I said we get married in dec-2009 and directly moved to our new flat.For our 1st night Rajiv already booked 5 star hotel. Rajiv already arranged. I mean real experimental.” Chris wondered what she meant by that, but didn’t pursue it. That Saturday evening, after a casual dinner with Maggie and Sean, they went back to Chris and Stephanie’s house. The two women had wine and the two men had beer. Chris and Sean excused themselves to go downstairs to watch a college game on TV. After a few minutes of watching the game, Sean asked, “Maggie told me that Stephanie posed for boudoir some photographs. She said a lot of them are nudes.” Chris. Distress. Frustration. Anger. Fear?I should not have flashed my tits at him. I knew the moment I saw the look on his face as he raised his gaze from my chest to my eyes that it was a very wrong thing to do. I saw the look you would see if you taunted a starving man with a steak dinner at the moment he realized that you were going to eat it yourself in front of him and that there was nothing he could do about it. It was hopeless rage. I had crossed the line he had been warning me about.Maybe I.