Pretty much a good bunch of the VIPs were there, from fashion insiders to socialites. Anyway, many of the ones who ‘matter’ to the ‘social envir...onment’ were there, including me and Cornell.I will have to say here the party was darn boring and nothing to talk about, but someone slipped me the tip that there was a room where more ‘entertaining’ stuff was happening. I pitched it to Cornell, which at first didn’t thought it could be a good idea. “Please, Cornell. This party sucks! I need some. She would search in chat rooms to find a guy to play with. She had no problem telling a guy what she was doing as long as she didn’t know him. But, with Josh, it was different. She felt comfortable with him, around him, and didn’t mind telling him that she was enjoying some self-induced pleasure. Of course, Josh, being a man and all, was quickly aroused. Jennifer flirted hard with him, having a want and a need for him to cum. She began to tell him a story, hoping he would enjoy it. You are. I mean yes.........but not all the time". I followed her into the kitchen and watched her make coffee. "You have got to be able to do something" I pleaded."Yes I can do something, but you have to do something first". I looked at her quizzically. From a drawer in the kitchen she picked up an A4 piece of paper. She gave it to me. "You sign this and I will help you".I read it and from the very first sentence it was obviously a letter of resignation. It was addressed to the President of the company. Wo boli main bhi 2 saal se pyasi hun kyonki 2 saal pahale mera pati se talaq ho gaya tha. Maine kaha Oh ic iska matalab ki 2 saal se tumahari chut ne lund ka pani nahi piya hai. Wo sir jhuka kar boli aaj tak tumahare jaisa koi mila hi nahi.Main bola agar mil jata to. Wo boli toh main apni chut ko us lund par kurban kar deti thi. Main bola aao mera lund tumahari chut par nyochhawar hone ke liye bekara hai. Turant use apne bahon me leliya aur uske hoth me hoth dal kar chumban karne laga maine.