My Indian Wife Shree with her friend couligue discussed past

I released my bunched-up t-shirt but it remained high around my midriff, as he was pressing into my exposed bum.I stood quietly as I felt him grow aga...nst me, looking out the back window and raising my cup of coffee to drink as he fondled my bum.We never spoke but his labored breathing spoke volumes, I guess he never once dreampt he could ever get this close, never mind fondle my bare bum, without objection.I felt both his hand rise onto my hips, and stroke that sensitive area, but still I. ’ ‘Why?’ She sighed, a shallow one that sounded full of pain. ‘I don’t want you.’ ‘Liar.’ ‘Look, it’s not good for you–’ ‘It’s him. You’re still afraid of him.’ The sigh was punctuated by a sob this time. ‘You don’t understand. He’s so powerful. He’ll hurt you and you’ve been hurt enough.’ ‘I’m not afraid of him, Aimee. He isn’t God and he can’t hurt me unless I let him. And I don’t intend to let him. I promise you that. He can try to take my job, but the people I work for aren’t intimidated. More

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