Meree eek close frend haa office mee menee usee 2 lund chut me eek saath chudyee valee story bataa dee. Baat office mee fail gayee.Mee chut par haath ...rakhee gumsum bathee thodaa karah rahee thee aur meraa boss meree pechhe 10 minute (yee mere colleques nee mujhee baad me bataya) see khadaa mere harkatee dekhrahaa thaa. Jab mujhee uskee presence kaa ahsaas huaa to menee hadbadatee huee apnaa haath chut see hataya aur bahut mushkeel see khadee huee.Boss kaa lund pant mee tent banaa huaa thaa,. He doubled over coughing and Kali grabbed the man's arm.“Don’t touch him.”“You should go home.” The officer turned to his partner. “Get her out of here.”The second came forward and touched her arm gently. “Come on love.”The first officer was already radioing for another car and Kali looked down at Danior. “I’m not leaving him here.”“It’s fine, I’ll be OK.”“Don’t fucking talk.” The officer stood over him and slammed his fist into Danior's stomach again. Danior dropped to his knees and the. It lay suspiciously still, as if to mock the cat. The object would have her believe that it had never moved, but she knew otherwise. It was time to take matters into her own paws. Standing, the cat walked slowly closer to the object. In the other corner, the human shut the large white thing, a puft of air pushing through the room and ruffling the cats fur ever so slightly. The yellow object seemed to object to the wind and moved, ever so slightly. It had tried to conceal its efforts to escape. “Let’s start a movie and pig out!” Julie offered. “I’m so tired. I don’t know if I’ll make it through the whole thing,” I lamented.“That’s OK. We can fall asleep on the couch. My dad won’t mind.”Julie and I took our small banquet of unhealthy slumber party food into the living room, stripped down to our panties and t-shirts, and made ourselves comfortable on the couch. She started the movie, a Chick Flick whose name I can’t remember, and we settled in under comfy blankets to watch.I don’t know.