Mere patidev khne ka uspe asar hua(warna shi btaoon to ek hot bottam ko koi aise dekh le to apni mardangi sabit karne ke liye mrd cd bottam ko pani pi...la ke hi manta hai) wo bola achchha kya karna hai.Mene kha mere love hole(ass ki bal remobe kar do) usne pyar se mere bal remove kar die bt uske bad usne mere gand ke chhed ki ek deep chummi li or mere butt pr ek jordar jhapad mara.Mere muh se cheekh nikli or me poori hil gayi.Uske bad wo hasta hua,jldi saj ja bolke chala gaya. Mene poori body pe. He walked to a curtained wall, slid his red card through a reader, and then slipped behind the curtain and through a doorway. There were several of these entrances throughout the club, accessible with various VIP color-coded cards. This one opened to a stairway, up to the office of the club's owner. Church looked through a large window onto the dance floor below. The office was soundproofed, and he enjoyed the opportunity it gave him to view the various facets of humanity on display below.At. Maureen with trembling hands reached up and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. With head lowered not to make eye contact with the big soldier, she was very ashamed of the actions she was undertaking. “please, i beg you please” Maureen pleaded“keep going bitch” was the only reply she received.With the blouse undone and her very nice 36e breasts still held firm by the black bra Maureen looked up.“keep going”Maureen removed the blouse and let it fall to the floor“and now the skirt” Mike. Hell, the shirt conformed to her breasts; the only outlines showing now were of her nipples. As they hardened in arousal they became even more obvious. She shook her head.Then she stripped off her skirt. The skirt to go along with this ‘outfit’ was an asymmetrical pencil mini skirt with a diamond slit. It was a dressy black with silky black four inch strip of cloth running diagonal across the front and down the back. The triangular (diamond) slits in the front and back, were five inches shorter.