Sexual promises. Her nether regions throbbed at this. "Maybe I should punish you for that," his voice was hot, playful. This is what he had been expec...ting all day. A reason to punish her. He smirked. "I don't think I want that," her voice is weak, betraying her real emotions. And as she stares at him, her breathing becomes a bit uneven. It was like he was undressing her with his eyes. Even after 6 years, she still wasn't used to it. She still felt like that girl fresh out of. An oddexpression crossed her face. "My God, Andrew. Is that you?"I smiled, trying to look calmer than I actually felt, and said in amore carefully modulated voice, "Yes, it's really me." And then, whenshe didn't reply immediately, "Do you like the look?" But what...?" Surprise, concern, disbelief, anxiety - a flurry ofexpressions flitted across my mother's face as she understood theimage that was before her, and then absorbed the implications. "Why?How often? Are you going to..." She. The door was partially closed. We peeked inside. They were talking about something.Ravi: so you have to pay for your son’s mistake. I am going to do the same thing he did to my daughter.Saying this Ravi pulled mom to him. Mom tried to move away. Ravi grabbed on her pallu and started to pull.Ravi: It’s your decision. You cooperate with me or let your son go to jail.Mom stopped moving away. Ravi pulled mom to him. Her pallu fell down. Mom was looking down feeling embarrassed. He slowly raised her. He withdraws, hauls off his jumper and his shabby Fila T-shirt and throws them aside. I lie on my back and he lies on top of me, breathless with excitement. He holds my face, strokes my hair and kisses me again, more gently this time.His solid body is less hairy then I expected, and the area around his nipples is wonderfully soft. He has a bit of a belly, which I like as it presses against my sleek abs, complementing them. He musses my hair and smells it. Again, I get the sense of being.