You're such a man, such a wonderful man." I'm only what you make me, dearest. Now let me tell you something. I assumed you were still letting King fuc...k you, and I've been dying to watch. I didn't ask because I was afraid I'd embarrass you, but I've been waiting for you to invite me." Oh, Adam, I've been such a dummy about this whole thing. I'd love to have you with me when he fucks me. We can do it tonight, if you want. He hasn't had a screw for almost a week." Mmmm, it sounds too good to be. Something that frightened her and she did not understand the reason why. Her worry for Meg, she well understood the cause and only hoped that her child's heart would not be broken."Christine, now that is another matter entirely. On the day of her wedding, I thought I was free of worrying over her, but how can I not worry? I believe her husband has no idea of her past, but I do not know for certain what he knows. Merde! Christine does not even know her past completely. I tried to tell myself. She used to expose her cleavage generously and also the upper curves of her breasts, whether she was in her sari-blouse, in her salwar suit, or even in her nighty. While she used to be in my room, she intentionally and cleverly let the pallu of her sari or her chunni fall down from her shoulder and remained on her fore arms that gave me a glimpse of the exposed breasts and also the idea of their roundness, shape and size. I always wished her to come frequently to my room and remain there as. All she would say was “kya kar rahe ho bhaiyya” and would not react against him.After watching how he seduces her I also thought of giving it a try. I asked her to clean my house too -after finishing work at my friend’s house. For the first few days, I used to follow her every way she would go. That would serve two purposes. One I used to get to check on her for her work and the other to get to see her swaying boobs. One day, after I gained some courage I went near her while she was cleaning.