Manjit Ali

His growl turned darker more primal as his hands came up to wrap around her like steel bands, trapping her arms at her sides and he pulls her back int... him tightly, his mouth still at her neck. She can feel every blessed inch of his body now pressed to her, the hard plains of his chest, those arms around her that could break her if he so desired, his cock against her butt, resting between her cheeks, a soft moan slipping from her throat, feeling him hardening more and more against her. His. When the imagination could do that much, how much would real physical, proximity do? The question was on their minds as the door swung open in Thakur's silent invitation. She looked at him and then at the seat; there was no space for her. She glanced at the front of the car. Then she looked back at Thakur. That look could have meant either of two things: "I cannot sit in the front, nor in the back, can I? There is no space" or "Do you really except me to sit on your lap with my husband sitting. More

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