Fir agle din se wo kaam karne ageyi.Saree pehenke.Aysi maal lag rahi thi k koi nehi bolega ye naukrani hay.Uski fig 34-30-36 ho geya tha.Mujhe dekh ka...r reshmi smile karne lagi aur causlly baat karne lagi.Kiu ki mummy thi ghar par.Mera padai aur wo pichla chot k ware main pucha aur smile karne lagi.Main samajh geya tha iske irade v kuch aur hi hay.Main v reshmi ko chodne ka mauka dhundta raha but nehi mila.Fir garmi ki chutti khatam hone par mummy papa firse office join kar lia.Ab to ghar pe. She saw a table that she remembered had torture equipment on it before. Now it was full of snacks, apple juice, books and a vase of yellow tulips. ‘Don’t even touch it,’ she thought, looking over at the spread. She walked over to the black door and jiggled the handle.It was bolt locked.She needed to get out while she had a chance to look through the house alone. Glancing up, she saw a bucks head mounted on the wall. She climbed onto a nearby bookshelf and pulled it down, inspecting it’s sharp. " Her goodbye was lost has I set the receiver into the cradle.Friday morning found me sleeping in late, eating a lite breakfast, and putting myself thru a lite work out in the hotel gym. After a steam and shower I answered my email and voice messages. Noon rolled around and I still hadn't checked out of my room. I was wearing sweats when I was startled by a knock on the door. I went to open the door expecting the hotel maid service to be badgering me to make up the room for the next. . you late! hurry!!!" she bellowed into the upper floor.She waited silently for movement but nothing. Dead silence, the same silence that drove her crazy everyday.Jin ascended the stairs, her ass and thighs jiggling but still showing signs of muscle underneath. Her shorts had ridden up into her crack but her panties still held her voluptuous soft cheeks from spilling out. She didn't go out much so she wore what was comfortable to her. Usually the terry cloth shorts and a loose T-shirt and.