Gayatri: Hello! How are you?Husband: I am worried. Where are you and when are you coming home? You didn’t even pick my calls last night.Gayatri: I s...lept early. I am still at Satara dear. I had called the cab company yesterday. They said a cab was on its way. I would probably be on my way home by today.Husband: Call me as soon as you get the cab. If you don’t get it by today, I will pick you up.Gayatri: No! No need for that. Don’t get out in this pandemic, don’t expose yourself.Husband: Oh, ok!. I was worried something I had done had upset her, and she was afraid to be frank with me about it."I don't want to lose you," she said softly. "I love you so, so much." I love you too," I told her softly. And it was absolutely true. I completely and totally loved this lovely young woman. I wanted to be with her forever. Share began to cry softly, crawling deep into my arms and holding me so tightly I thought she would never let go."I wanted to see your naked cock in Yoko so bad," she said. God,. The three women slowly lifted their skirts and Ray and Steve watched appreciatively as the hems of the three navy-blue skirts crept up the legs of their three captives. Michele Bouvier’s legs were thick but well defined, proportional to her large frame. She wore tan thigh-high hold-up stockings and the lace trimmed elasticised welts dug into the white flesh of her thick thighs. She hesitantly raised her skirt higher revealing a pair of red satin full-cut panties with a small bow in the centre. She got to her feet but slowly, slightly stunned by the force of the fall."You don't have a permission slip!" said Filch, misreading Imogen's body language completely, thinking she was cringing with guilt at having been caught. He realized his error when he saw her wand come out, pointed straight at him. He backed up as Imogen approached, Mrs. Norris hissing in his arms and pawing at the wand."I don't have written permission. But I do have this wand. And the next time you put your dirty hands.