We had our third iftari today; dynasty.I wore a black and white tiger print with a pink panel in the middle with black tights. This is just what Mat ordered; accessible. We sat at the same table as last time and had a lovely time. We ate sweet and sour prawns with chowmein. Mat wanted me to order today :) The attendance in Marriott was very heavy today. Huwawei had an iftar reception. There were many people out in the enterance so we ditched the idea of smoking altogether. Mat told me that he had met a colleague on his way in. I think I also heard someone say "V-Govern" outside the bathroom door while I freshened up. When we finished we decided to go out separately. Mat met bubbloo on his way out. I waited for the green signal. A while later I headed out and walked till ETC where Mat was parked.
We drove ahead and took a u-turn and stopped on the road side for a smoke. As always, we took our usual route back, full of naughtiness and mounting urgency to feel each other. He loved the fabric of my tights as he could feel me so clearly. I started caressing him just like he loves it. We drove and came to I-8 where he stopped on the road side. It was a little deserted for a main road. i offered him a polo. When I couldn't find one for myself; he took his out to share it :). His gesture was so intimate and effortless. He kissed me deeply until I saw a car coming from the front. The intrusions! We restarted our drive and I caressed him more vigourously. His finger were in me eliciting my passion. When the heat was unbearable, I grabbed a cushion from the back of the car. He kept it by his side as I played with him more and more. We finally entered H-8. We were craving for a lonely spot to lust on each other; losing our minds to oblivion. We finally parked at the end of a corner. It was pitch dark. As soon as the car stopped, Mat went crazy on me. Kissing me with a hungry passion, stealing my breath. I responded with equal fervour. The electrifying feeling was undeniable; I totally succumbed to it. He held me close and whispered "Give me your tongue" and I gave in. His finger traced along me downwards, entering me and rubbing me vigourously. I was in ecstacy; drunk in the moment, enveloping him as he continued mercilessly. I moaned wanting more and more of him. It was inevitable and unstoppable. I had to break free to relax myself as I felt myself losing to his touch. I knew then that when Mat is gone one day; I will miss him even more now. We had hardly had 5 minutes together when two policeman rode towards us on a bike. We broke or embrace as Mat got off the car dealing with them. This unforseen incident left me very embarassed. They engaged for a good about 20 min or so. They were finally satiated by ripping Mat of five thousand rupees. We finally set of for home after that. Mat asked me if I had cried and I replied in negation. The sour taste of this altercation hung heavy on us. Mat drove with both hands, not holding mine for once. So I asked him if I could; "poochnay kee kiya baat hai". That relieved me a little. I was so angry and upset and so was he. He calmed me down telling me there was still one iftari left. We finally called it a night when he dropped me home.
We drove ahead and took a u-turn and stopped on the road side for a smoke. As always, we took our usual route back, full of naughtiness and mounting urgency to feel each other. He loved the fabric of my tights as he could feel me so clearly. I started caressing him just like he loves it. We drove and came to I-8 where he stopped on the road side. It was a little deserted for a main road. i offered him a polo. When I couldn't find one for myself; he took his out to share it :). His gesture was so intimate and effortless. He kissed me deeply until I saw a car coming from the front. The intrusions! We restarted our drive and I caressed him more vigourously. His finger were in me eliciting my passion. When the heat was unbearable, I grabbed a cushion from the back of the car. He kept it by his side as I played with him more and more. We finally entered H-8. We were craving for a lonely spot to lust on each other; losing our minds to oblivion. We finally parked at the end of a corner. It was pitch dark. As soon as the car stopped, Mat went crazy on me. Kissing me with a hungry passion, stealing my breath. I responded with equal fervour. The electrifying feeling was undeniable; I totally succumbed to it. He held me close and whispered "Give me your tongue" and I gave in. His finger traced along me downwards, entering me and rubbing me vigourously. I was in ecstacy; drunk in the moment, enveloping him as he continued mercilessly. I moaned wanting more and more of him. It was inevitable and unstoppable. I had to break free to relax myself as I felt myself losing to his touch. I knew then that when Mat is gone one day; I will miss him even more now. We had hardly had 5 minutes together when two policeman rode towards us on a bike. We broke or embrace as Mat got off the car dealing with them. This unforseen incident left me very embarassed. They engaged for a good about 20 min or so. They were finally satiated by ripping Mat of five thousand rupees. We finally set of for home after that. Mat asked me if I had cried and I replied in negation. The sour taste of this altercation hung heavy on us. Mat drove with both hands, not holding mine for once. So I asked him if I could; "poochnay kee kiya baat hai". That relieved me a little. I was so angry and upset and so was he. He calmed me down telling me there was still one iftari left. We finally called it a night when he dropped me home.
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