More that any time before. I lowered myself onto my knees. Mr. Hardy’s cock inches from my face. My hand still gripping him hard. He was still movin...g his hips. His cock sliding in and out of my hand. I kissed the tip of his cock. Once, twice, three times. Then pulled back a bit. He was still now. Waiting to see how I would proceed. I pushed my lips against the head again. Lingering there this time. I parted my lips slightly. Allowing the tip to slid into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around. His fingers in rhythm with his tongue. I clawed at the blankets, bunching them in my hands as I writhed. Such wonderful torture. I bucked against him and cried out, moaning his name as I came fast and hard. My hands went to his hair as the pleasure overtook me and I tangled them there. His rhythm slowed and softened as I relaxed, my body sinking bonelessly onto the rumple blankets. He raised his head and smiled at me, his lips shining, the candlelight reflecting off the moisture in his. Amit was telling…you should have taken precaution…I am not responsible alone..I never knew you will be pregnant….ohhh 10000 is the Nursing home fee for abortion…where from I can arrange…you say to get it from my father….please leave me alone…let me think of…what you say…if abortion is not made in a day or two you will let the child grow…meet my father to propose marriage with me…please Rimu wait for some time…they ended.Amit was restless in his bed..some times sleeping…sometimes sitting.Pounded. Megeara shut the door behind the detective as he walked past her. She was amazed at how big he really was. He had to be at least six and a half feet tall.He was built sold and had broad shoulders like a linebacker or better yet a Mack truck. How the hell did a man so big fit behind that tiny desk?Blake gave an easy smile."IS there some place we could sit and talk?" How about the kitchen? I just made coffee. Would you like some?" She offered as she led him toward the kitchen.Blake's grin widened.