Has she said anything more to you?" No, I've just been here to support her. She's been through a lot. Can I be there while you question her?" I guess ...so, but you have to keep quiet. If you start getting involved, I'll have to ask you to leave the room."We walked back in and I told Amy that the detective needed to ask her some questions about yesterday. "Are you up to it, Honey?" I'm a bit shaken still but I'm fine. What do you need to know, sir?" asked Amy."I'm Detective Hurley and I need to. I woke with a start as she closed the bedroom door leaving me alone in her bed, I noticed that her robe was missing from the hook on the door so I knew she hadn’t got dressed yet. I decided to stay in bed knowing she would come back in to get dressed if for nothing else. I was nervous dreading her telling me it had been a bad mistake and would never happen again, I thought about how I would react what I could say to change her mind but nothing seemed to sound right. I resigned myself to the. I started to hug her while meeting and leaving, I started to playfully tap her thighs or hands or back while flirting. She never opposed any of it.One fine day, I was just tired of jerking to her thoughts and decided to take matters into my own hands. It was a weekend and we were just having our usual drinks and dinner at her place. That day Khyati was dressed in tight black salwar kameez which had long cut on sides, exposing her waist fat which was a big turn on.We had 4-5 pegs of whiskey and. The smell of her juice (after starving for months together) made me feel heaven, I licked all her juices and I had to close her mouth with my hands because she was moaning too loud and I didn’t want to attract any attention.She took her legs and put it around my neck and started to press my face on her pussy as if she wanted me to get into it. She then came into my mouth. Her pussy kept dripping with juice and I was sucking and drinking it dry. All the while she was twisting and turning her.