She had never seen any of her bosses wearing that kind of outfit, but it only made sense that they, too, worked out now and then. Her shirt was soaked... with beer now. She picked up the can and put it on the floor. She did not dare to look up at him, not that she would have been able to see much, since what little light there was, was coming from behind him. She gasped as his hand shot out, but he only spun her chair, made sure that she had her back turned to him. She jumped in her seat when he. Tum dono rishte ko sach ki binah pe bana rahe ho ye achhi baat hai.”Fir dadaji mere kamre se chale gaye. Shaam ko main taiyaar hoke Dev ke office chali gayi. Main office ke raste mein jaate hue dadaji se hui baat ke baare mein soch rahi thi. Kuch hi der mein main Dev ke office ke bahar jaa pahunchi. Aur main taxi ko paise dekar office ke andar chali gayi.6 baj chuke the. Aur office khali ho chuka tha. Main office ki teesri manzil pe chali gayi. Jahaan Dev ka office tha. Main lift ke andar lage. "What size do you need?" he asked."Er, 12 I think," Kirsty answered."12? I don't think so. Maybe a 32 waist and, well, do you now yourinseam?" he asked."Ah, no," Kirsty replied."Perhaps a measurement is in order." The salesperson held a tape alongthe inside of Kirsty's leg. As he did so, Kirsty felt that stirring inher crotch once again. It was apparent to the clerk also, and he backedaway from the strangeness of a healthy male bulge in a par of women'sslacks."I think a 32 inch inseam will do,". The girls hot young bodies were flowing with hormones that had replaced their earlier friendship with anger and jealously for one another.As they reached the clearing, riya senwent to one side while celina jetly went to the other. They were both beautiful specimens of young Indian womanhood with deep brown skin, long black hair and firm, full breasts. They were so similar in appearance that they could have passed for twins. Slowly, the hot Indian Princesses began removing their clothing while.