I watched Hillary as she talked, while in my mind I was breaking her cool calm and yanking her fucking nose out of her head. I wanted to make the bitc... hurt. I wanted to make her see her own insignificance. I wanted fear in place of condescension. I wanted tears instead of haughty gazes. I wanted squeals of pain instead of mocking tones.My thoughts were interrupted when the bitch's friend got up to leave. The bitch returned to the living room after showing Laura out, "I'm going to bed. Turn the. It has been 2 years somebody touched me, please touch me once again.”So after getting the license from her, I cupped her left breast and squeezed it harder. She moaned lightly not wanting to wake up the passengers in our front seat. Now boldly, I rested my left hand on her warm thighs. She slightly parted her legs showing no objections to my advances.I got encouraged and brought my right hand down from her breast, began pulling her saree up as she stared deep into my eyes. I lifted her saree up. More

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