He soon let his tongue match the rhythm in the dancer’s chant and his motion became a prayer, lifting her hips in a joyous ecstasy. Once she touched...the light, he removed his leggings and fronts-piece and kneeled between her legs. Leaning onto her, he entered her, slowly and gently, pushing himself deep inside her. Slowly withdrawing he once again listened for the rhythm of the dance and then thrust into her, withdrawing and then thrusting again, matching the dance outside. Together they prayed. Dan was a handsome, smug, ruthless man out for only his own self gratification and able to woo the pants off many a Bank Teller or married female customer. This despite being married to a seemingly wonderful woman, Marie, for the past ten years or so.Whilst looking into Dan’s background, James had met Marie to satisfy his curiosity as to what sort of woman would marry a ‘Dan’. He found out that, whilst she suspected his philandering, she had adopted a “don’t know, don’t ask” approach in. Jahnavi with a naughty smile, held her bra up giving access to my left hand.Then I moved my left hand to her right boob and squeezed them. Jahnavi controlled her moan and gave me an angry look and said –Jahnavi: I asked only to feel them not to squeeze.So, I replied, even though I did the same, “I was curious.”Then I felt them more and moved towards her left nipple and began encircling them alternatively. It was getting difficult for Jahnavi not to moan and her breath was increasing. So, I. Mehmud meri hont chatne laga aur meri gaand ko dabane laga haaton se.Itne mein Bashir mere taraf najar dale aur meri chuchiyon ko chusne laga. Kya kahun mein jaise swarg mein thi…Muh se siskare lene lagi. Nasrin bhi chauke huye meri taraf dekhne lagi.Fir Bashir ne Mehmud se kaha,“Iski chut ko chat le Mehmud, badi kadak cheez hai”Toofan bahut hi joro se ho raha tha bahar aur andar panch nange badan havas ke puja kar rahe the.Bashir ne apna naak khujate huye mujhe bola, :Abey o randi bol de ghar.