Started rubbing my chest. And looked at me."Enough?" Lindsay said."You can do whatever you want," I finally said.She started rubbing my nipples. Then ...slid her hands down my chest again. I kissed her. I had my hands on her boobs. I was touching her nipples. She slid her hands across my stomach. And then down into my shorts. She touched my dick. It jerked and twitched. And she pulled her hand back."Off?" Lindsay said. I was scared fucking shitless. But I didn't know how to stop.I wiggled my hips. I love you, Vinay.”I replied, “I love you, Maya. I am sorry for everything.”She did not speak a word. She held my face in her hands and kissed both my cheeks. She looked into my eyes and kissed my lips. She removed the dupatta from her shoulders. She kept the dupatta aside and pushed my head down to bury my head between her neck and her boobs.This was quite different, a hugely different feeling as she kissed my head few times. She again lifted my head to look into my eyes. This time she sucked. I looked at her and she looked sad as well.We drove back to the hotel and just mellowed out on the sofa, watching TV and drinking wine. We ordered room service and had dinner in the hotel.Went to our separate beds and I fell asleep with her on my mind, tears in my eyes.Chapter 8.I woke up around 4:00AM on Wednesday morning, had a few fitful hours of sleep, haunted by Alexis.Today was crucial, as the Real Estate developer wanted to meet with us at 10:00AM this morning, they have made there. Clarice fell to her knees, bringing her mouth close to the girl's navel. At the touch of Clarice's tongue the girl's stomach drew back. "Oh nooo..." she gasped. Her hands did contradict her words and fell to ruffle Clarice's auburn hair. Encouraged Clarice swept her tongue down in long, liquid arc's targeting the fine patch of fair hair. Succulent lips met crinkled labia and fused.Reluctantly Dashwood walked away from the charming tableau, indicating to his brethren that they should follow. The.