“You can do better than that,” she hisses as my tongue strokes her core, “eat it like it was your last meal.”I groan as she releases my head a...nd presses her full weight on my face, she spins suddenly and my nose is pressed against her asshole. I moan again as she leans forward and presses a soft kiss to the head of my shaft. “You’re right Jen, he is good at this,” Gretchen jumps slightly as my teeth nibble at her clit. “Mhm that he is, I wonder what he would do if all three of us,” Jen trails. As she left the den and was crossing the living room she realized Doug was still passed out on the couch. She hurried to the kitchen and hoped he didn’t wake up. As she entered the kitchen Dave was filling up the party blender with ice. As he placed it back on the motor section Barb looked at him and asked, “Won’t that wake Doug up?” “You’re right, it might.” Dave said. He turned back to the freezer and put more ice into it. He then placed it back on the motor section and began adding. That one pretty much made the story, and Susan was a little sorry she'd missed it, for he'd confirmed several of the points that Battle had made, especially the fact that Aho had made no formal, written investigative report to the rest of the search committee. That was enough to make much of the story fall into place, although there were still plenty of questions about why Aho had covered up the results he'd found on the investigation, if any. Laziness and stupidity seemed like logical answers,. There was not even a single hair on her thighs.But I know that enjoying her soft skin was not in my fate.Meghna: ok listen to me, I am ready to forget that incident butMe: butMeghna: ok listen,my boss is giving a small party for his close employees at night, so you have to go with me there.Me: but I have never attended such rich parties( just to show that I was not willing to go, otherwise who would loose this opportunity to meet rich sexy girls)Meghna: don’t worry,that I will manage.And yes I.