He did ask if her husband would mind but Cherry assured him that I wouldn't mind at all. The bra came off and Cherry's firm d cup tits were now the ma...in focus for the camera. Again many positions and all very professionally done. He even asked if she could get her nipples hard for couple of close ups. One of the poses he had her in was sitting on the lounge leaning back and asked her to spread her legs and cover her crotch with her hands. She asked if she should remove her panties and he said. ‘Maybe. I hope not. Very much. See you at ten.’ He walked off. Arrogance and confidence aren’t the same thing. Exactly. Are they? Maybe the only difference is timing. Telling me to dress up — when I already had a nice dress on — and decent shoes, but not my best, and — I was seething, and it took me a couple minutes to remember that I was going to kill this guy, shortly after he bought me drinks and maybe pizza. That calmed me down. Broken elbow. I mean, what the fuck? So one of his harem had. Uski nazar mere upar bhi thi. Ki kahi main jag nahi jano. Wo dar raha tha. Uske dark o dekh kar mene socha ki mujhe hi kuch karma hoga bhai ka dar nikalne ke liye. Bhai thodi der ke baad bathroom main chala gaya main samajh gayi ki who bathroom mein kis liye gaya hain. Maine socha ki uske bathroom se bahar aane ke pahle main apni chudai ki tayyari kar loon. Main janti thi ki main ek dam se open chudai nahi karwa sakti hoon pahle mujhe bhai kke dil se dar rishto ka dar nikalna hoga. Main ne apni. I don't know. I thought you... I thought you said something." "Yeah? I didn't say anything." She looked back up at me, and when she met my eyes again I raised one eyebrow and let my imagination loose again. I pictured Samantha, groaning while I furiously finger-banged her with three digits. Serah audibly gasped. Was Serah reading my mind? Was I projecting my thoughts? This was insane. "I need a drink." I grumbled, and walked out from the room purposefully. Once I was out on the hallway.