Are you sure I didn’t hurt you?’
‘No my love, you didn’t – you were so considerate’ I reply, and we nuzzle into each other, drawing the bedclothes over our naked bodies and drifting off into a deep sleep.Epilogue I feel a pang of guilt as I leave Cija the next morning. Wave after wave follows, we are lost together and at last we are still again, lying spent and gasping, bathed in sweat. Indian sex As our kisses become deeper, tongues exploring each others’ mouths, his hands slide under my dress and he puts his hands on my buttocks, pulling me closer to his hardness. He starts to move faster, and it is as if I am on fire, trembling on the edge of satisfaction, and soon he is moving fast and deep, fucking me hard and pulling my hips up to go deeper. The day after I apologised and he said it was ok, and after that we always danced together.
