He switched his attentions, and took the nipple of her right breast into his mouth, and gave it the same loving care. Her back lifted off the bed again, head flung back, moaning, her legs clamping harder to relieve the ever increasing tension she was feeling to her clit. He kissed and nibbled his way around and under each breast. He was startled, when she grabbed his hand, and forced him to cup his palm over her mound, she begged him to touch her there. He needed no second invitation. His middle finger, traced up and down the slit, where the fleshy outer lips met. He spread them open and found her sweet petals swelling with desire. He touched his finger to her hooded clit. Her hips bucked against his hand. Oh, god, she was as needy right now, as he was. He slid one finger into her canal. ‘Holy Mary, mother of Christ, you are so wet! So tight!’ He worked her open with one finger, and thrust gently in and out, several times, and added a second finger. He turned his hand. I gave out a gasp and a slight moan. I knew he noticed it as his face was so close to me. I could feel his breath on my neck. After the group picture, a few of us started leaving. Shankar was waiting for me as he wanted to drop me.I was searching for my bag. John came to me, held my neck, and whispered his address to me. He told me to come if I feel like it. He knew he had me. He saw the person inside me who was hungry and suppressing her inner desires. He saw the real Veda.Shankar was waiting for me in his car. The moment I got in his car, he confessed his love for me and kissed me. I kissed him back. Even though my mind and heart loved Shankar, my body wanted John. I told Shankar I will think about his proposal and want a day. I asked him to drop me somewhere.I knew the apartment John mentioned. Shankar drove me there. When he asked me whose apartment it was, I said it’s a friend of mine. To this date, I am afraid he’ll someday figure out that it’s John’s house. I went upstairs and.
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