” He whispered, leaning down to her ear. “It makes me want to do so many things to you.”Courtney gasped, partially in response to his words, and... in response to the feeling of his breath on her neck. “You don’t have to do this, Michael,” Courtney pleaded quietly.“Yes, I do.” He replied. “And you’re going let me.” his voice was cold as he reached into his coat, pulling out his knife and holding it at her chin. “Because if you don’t, Courtney,” his voice became dark as he turned the blade. It had already made a tent in my pant.His husband returned with a glass of water.I greeted him Namaste , he smiled . aunty scolded him again and said ‘bewkuf akal nahi hai , paani ke saath kuch aur to le aata’ . I was shocked to hear those words from aunty.I asked her why she treated him like that, to which she replied ‘ ye isi layak hai’ . Suddenly I realized that aunty’s hands were caressing my tool. I said are you insane ? ye kya kar rahi ho ?She said.main to apni chut marwana chahti hoon. "At first, we felt we needed to explain everything we were doing. It wasn't long until Doug suggested skipping the explanations as they didn't think they were necessary. He pointed out that the explanations were interfering with our tasks and they wanted to avoid that. He was right. Several times they provided comments that gave a better perspective of an issue. From this, we were able to develop a better solution. So we are pleased to have them around." Is there anything else to cover. As I rubbed I felt the dampness in her panty. I looked into her face as my hand worked its magic down below. She was trying hard not to show her inner turmoil. She bit her lip hard, her hand clenched tight as she fought back the urge to moan. Then Rahul returned and I eased up but didn’t remove the hand totally, till dinner was served.My cock was rock hard all the time. What I really wanted was to just push her on the table and fuck her right there, so bad was my need for her. Then dinner was.