I kiss your neck and move to your tips. When I move to go back to your lips, I notice your hand on my phone on the desk….you sneaky bitch…I don�...t let on that I saw but I fuck you harder, and I pinch your nipples. When your hand closes around my phone. I quickly grab your wrist, you let go of my phone but I am angry now… I pull my cock from your pussy.I grab your hair and pull you off the desk. I turn you around and push your face down on the desk. With the phone back in my possession, I. I sat on the seat where my husband was sitting as we had the two seat. When train was to start, he came back and sat near me (on the position same where he was sitting earlier). He looked at my husband, who was just snoring as in fast sleep. I was sitting with both legs up and with back on window. He was staring me continuously.He: Ek bat bolu bhabhiji, bura to nahi manogi..Me: ha ha kaho…He: aap bahut beautiful ho…(I think he was encouraged with my ealier gestures).Me: accha…mujhe to pata hi. Helped in no small part by the frequent presence of Vickie. They continued to date throughout high school but when they went away to college they decided not to see each other until Christmas vacation not because they doubted their feelings for one another but because they needed to get acclimated and adjust to the rigors of doing college work.It was over that Christmas vacation that they first had sex. They had driven to upstate New York to go skiing and the family whose lodge they were. A bright light burned my eyes, blinding me. I heard muffled noises and saw the moving shadows - someone was in my apartment, my bedroom! Heavy, gloved hands held me down as I tried to get up and struggle and fight, and the strange-smelling cloth pushed over my nose and mouth robbed me of the panic I knew I should be feeling as I drifted into unconsciousness.The next time my eyes opened, I felt strange and groggy. My mind quickly told me that he was standing, then expanded on that to let me know.