She put her hand over his and rubbed his wrist with her finger.‘I’m so sorry honey, I know how hard that must be for you.’‘Yeah…’‘Are yo...u close with him, is he a good friend of yours?‘Yep, he is my other real friend apart from Shreyas, my friend at the orphanage.’His voice had softened, and his head was dropped. She squeezed his hand.‘I know you will be a good friend to him Rajesh, you are loyal and reliable. Sometimes in these situations we don’t know what to say or do for a friend. You know. “Master,” I moan out loud. “Please fuck my tight little ass. I want to be your little anal whore.”“Mm. You will soon, my sweet. Perhaps later tonight. For now, I have a surprise for you.”“A surprise?”“Yes. Since you’ve been such a good girl, I’ve set up something special for you. Something that you will love. It requires that you go home, shower and then meet me at a hotel downtown. Wear nothing underneath your jacket.”“Yes, Sir,” I say as he plants a tender kiss on my right cheek. “Do you want. She gently moaned as I continued to move in a deliberate pattern with one or two fingers, teasing her senses and testing the limits. Was this stranger encouraging me to go further? Was I to be a part of this erotic mind game at 20,000 feet, with nothing between us except our imaginations? I decided to put it to the test, by manipulating my hand beneath the waistband of her skirt. I had hoped I wouldn’t have to work too hard at this, feeling like a school boy at the dance, trying to cop a feel. Instead there was a hot, hard feeling between my legs. As Amy swept her fingers lightly up my labia I shivered and shuddered, my breasts puddling and shaking under their weight. Then I felt her finger search out the soft folds of skin and slip between my lips into my vagina. I felt a strange moistness there and I knew I must be very wet now. The tension kept building, sending tremors though me. Now there were fingers sweetly probing inside of me, swirling amongst the slick, lubricated skin, and.