“Because I just…” I trailed off, then looked down. I noticed I was standing in nothing but my towel in front of him, and I became even more emba...rassed. “Again!” he laughed softly. “Stressful day?” I hesitated before answering, “No.” “And you can’t do it again?” I kept my eyes on my feet and shook my head. “We’re going to have to work on that,” Levi said evenly. I snapped my head up to look at him. “Oh we are, are we?” I asked derisively. Levi nodded, unfazed by my tone. I sighed and. Wonder what her bloke's doing right now. I tried hard not to laugh as I noticed her specs had steamed up and were almost off one ear. She moaned a little against her best efforts and just when her gasping became uncontrollable I worked up the rhythm that seemed to be doing the most for her and held to it, my other hand taking a fistful of hair and twisting her head towards me so that her eyes were inches from mine as I stared into them. " Come on you filthy little tart, this is what you wanted. It felt amazing. I tried to push in harder, but I was fully aroused and, despite how wet she was, she was pretty tight.“Take your time,” she whispered again and, following her guidance, I moved my hips slowly back and forth, watching as my cock slid deeper and deeper into her with each thrust. I glanced briefly up at her face, but her eyes were closed and she was biting her lip. My brain was getting hazier and hazier. My body was screaming at me to fuck her harder and faster, but I resisted,. Me: Tell him you are going to meet your friend or something. I am really bored in here. Please.Her: No. I can’t. I am sorry.I was pretty disappointed and angry that night. But I still had hopes.Morning I went to the nearby hotel and had breakfast. While returning I got a message from Ragini.Her: Hey.. Will be there in 10 minutes.I rushed to home. Didn’t know what to do. my heart was beating so fast.So I reached her and was anxiously looking outside every 10 seconds. My door was open.And there.
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