’ ‘Good.’ There was no hint of irony in her voice. I got the impression that I was expected to learn and remember. I took the drink to her and s...he kissed me again. ‘Have a seat. I won’t be a minute then I can give you the attention you deserve.’ I sat and took in her clothes as I am inclined to. She was wearing a pair of very expensive looking black leather trousers which sat high on her waist. Above this, under a chef’s blue and white striped apron, she wore a white silk shirt. Her feet were. "He jumps out of the truck with a first aid kit in his hand and offers, "Let me help."Taking off tactical gear is like peeling an onion - there's layer after layer after layer. We take off the body armor, I look at the ceramic plate and swear, "Son of a bitch! That's the last good plate I have."I take off my shirt, then my t-shirt, the driver shines a light on me and says, "Damn that must hurt."I start pulling out the slivers of ceramic plate and say, "I've had worse." Then I chuckle and add,. "Oh hell, Maisey, Adrianna?" Bridget gasped."Yes, you know her?"Bridget started to laugh, Maisey joining her."She is your ex?" Adrianna asked, also shocked."What the fuck, guys, seriously," Damon grumbled, realizing he was on the outside of a shared secret. Adrianna kissed him softly as she chuckled."Kyle is my ex, darling." Oh, shit. We never mentioned names." Damon smirked, the poetic justice was amusing him. He also looked at Bridget and knew he won the lottery with Adrianna.Adrianna touched. Mr. Shah, as if understood what her body wants, spread her legs and knelt between her legs. Sowmya looked up at him with anticipation as he held her thighs and spread them away. It opened up her cunt, and it looked juicy and inviting too. She still had a hairy cunt, but that didn’t stop him from indulging into it.Mr. Shah rubbed his palm on her cunt to dry it off from her juices, and then bent forward and kissed on top of her clit. “Ammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm” Sowmya moaned and closed her eyes. And.