She leaves her arms above her head as my kisses become hungry and my hand grips her pelvis, pushing her down into the sofa and holding her down. She grips my head with her free hand and the sofa with the hand that is being held at the wrist crying out into the darkness as my thrusts become more animalistic. Bhabhi I pull into the driveway of the dark garage, it is late and quiet. Really? I hold both her wrists above her head and kissing her hard on the mouth, my legs straddling her so my body isn’t actually touching her, she can’t move. You are free to leave any time you like you know…” I trail off and she realizes I got off her and once again she is blind alone and totally unaware of what is going on around her. I let one hand slide down her thigh to the edge of her dress
