Gently she caressed her thighs, slowly pushing her nighty upwards. Her hand grazed against her pussy. She was still silky smooth and beautifully innoc...ent from her first shave the other day. Claire began to gently stroke around her hole, feeling her wetness increasing. She squeezed her breasts harder and dipped one finger into her silky pussy. A long soft moan escaped her lips. She began thrusting inside herself, like Scott had done. Her other hand traced down her body, then crept up her nighty. . Tut.. Itni garmi theek nahi. Tum khud faisla karo. Mujhse haath milaoge to fayda mein hi rahoge. Mujhe inkar karne wale log jyada din is duniya mein nhi rah pate. Shastri ko tum dekh hi chuke ho. Samajhdar ho, khud socho… lekin jaldi.”“…..”Doosri or se reciever rakha ja chuka tha. Indrajeet ab ajeeb asmanjas mein tha. Yahan prof. Shastri ki laash uske saamne thi. Aur phir ye ajeeb aadmi, agar ye takatwar nahi hai to Prof. ne iska naam sunte hi khud ko kyu maar liya aur ise kaise pata chala... ”She didn’t move. So, he knew after all. He knew that she’d watched him for countless hours, taking in his every stride through the room; every smile bestowed on the women who clawed for his attention and the powerful thrusts those slim hips and strong thighs promised; every gentle hand he laid on one of their shoulders as he escorted them to wherever they had planned to go.She tilted her own head away from him, displaying that milky white neck, and willing him to want to kiss it. She stirred. Anita's parting words sounded like a warning to her and brought her backto reality, "Don't act like a hussy girl; whatever happened during theweekend was simply an outburst of mine, obviously I needed it. Don'texpect though a repetition soon. Now go back to work and act normally. Iexpect an impeccable house tonight and make sure that you cook somethingnice; Miss Armstrong is back and she is expected to dinner." Here wasthe stick again!In the evening after coffee was served Anita asked Betty to.