Now in my heart theenmar dance is going on….Yahoooo … I thought i can at least look at her boobs for an hour. She wear blue transparent Saree. As ...usual her juicy boobs are calling me and my heart is saying go and press her boobs. She sat on my bike on one side. You guys anyways might be knowing how to ride a bike when sexy figure is sitting behind. So during my driving her boobs touched my back. OMG now i feel wonder…so soft… so pleasant…. I thought i was in heaven….I just wanted to stop my. I couldn’t hear all she was saying…but apparently she was using Tom in much the same manner she later used me: she needed an aroused penis…an erect cock to stimulate her arousal...From the tone of her voice she seemed too disappointed in Tom. Although his 5” slim flaccid dick was longer than my soft package. He seemed unable to bring it to erection...Suzanne encouraged him by moving her panties aside to reveal her bushy cunt…I noticed it was not wet the way I saw it later…nor was her clit so. When the one you want makes eye contact with you - her ass, her body, and her heart, belongs to you right then. There’s nothing she could do about it, even if she wanted to.”“What will happen if two women hear me and look my way?”“Remember, you choose the one you want. They don’t choose you. You could be sitting at that honky-tonk we played at a couple of weeks ago, and see four high-class women out on the town for a Ladies Night Out, or just celebrating some kind of shit or other, and decide. She stood before him, her head bowed. Touching a finger to her chin, he tilted her face to the harsh light from his desk lamp as he had before. This time her face wasn't perfect. The swelling had gone down a bit, but the discoloration had started. Without makeup the bruises were very visible. Harold had backhanded her across the cheekbone and most of the damage was from that. Damon was sorry she had been hurt, but it had been one of the risks he had to take to break her emotional bond with her.