I let go of her waist and moved my hands to her small tits, squeezing them and pinching her nipples, bringing them to a hardness that could cut glass.... I adjusted myself slightly and took a nipple in my mouth, alternately teasing it with my tongue, sucking and then nibbling on it.She just kept riding me at a steady pace, allowing me to get my (friends’) money’s worth without rushing me to a finish. I pulled her torso down to me, slowing her pace so I could feel her tits against my chest. That. How could he be like this? For the first time in all the years they’d known each other, when she decided to do something for herself, he couldn’t accept that. Wouldn’t even try to be happy for her. She knew him. She knew he hated change and, like Keera said, he probably hated the idea of her quitting but, God, how could he not see that she needed a life of her own? By Sunday, she’d decided that she had to let him go. If she didn’t she’d spend the rest of her life wanting someone who not only. Only now I was moving with a newfound sense of caution a vowed never to take such a stupid risk again.--Even though the immediate danger had passed the lesson of the experience effected the way I moved from then on. Before I went through any door now I would first look around then act. I hugged walls and stepped lightly as I moved as consciously as possible. I even paid attention not to make the slightest sound as I moved. This new mantra was put in place the moment I followed the men from the. He was juiced up. So I decided not to play fairly. ‘Stop sucking, slut. Kneel.’ I ordered. Sunita kneeled in front of Sanjit and looked up to me for instructions. ‘Care to play a game?’ I asked her husband. ‘What kind of game?’ he asked. ‘A battle of wills. Whoever cums first loses.’ ‘You want to see who she can suck off the fastest?’ ‘Not quite.’ I grabbed another chair and placed it behind Sunita then sat in it. ‘Come sit on my cock, slut.’ She moved like a child being offered candy. Soon my.