So, at least I got home OK.Angela Merkel arrives at Passport Control in Athens airport.“Nationality?” asks the immigration officer.“German,” s...he replies.“Occupation?”“No, just here for a few days.”As the coffin was being lowered into the ground at a Parking Officer’s funeral, a voice from insidescreams: “I’m not dead, I’m not dead. Let me out!”The Vicar smiles, leans forward, sucking air through his teeth and mutters, “Too late, mate, the paperwork’s already done.”I spent a couple of hours. She was looking forward to what he had planned for that evening."Can I help you?"Jen turned and smiled. "Yes, I'd like to try these on." Sure," the young man said, taking the heels from Jen. "Let me measure you."Jen sat in the chair. She was dressed in a dark skirt and matching jacket. Under the jacket she wore a silk blouse. She looked like a business woman who was shopping for new shoes after work. The store was empty except for Jen and the salesman.Jen slipped off her heels and placed her. I took my cock out of the pants and I moved a bit more to her. Oh god! I felt her lower ass cheek on my cock! Even though she was not naked I could feel the softness of her spongy ass. I was at shock! I couldn’t move a bit more to her coz that may make her awake and I could ruin the whole thing off. And also I couldn’t move backward bcoz I would lose the sensation of her soft ass cheek which right now I prefer to anything. I didn’t make any quick moves for a little time and kept rubbing my. To maina unha apna flat par invite keya to vo foran he razi hoain gaee or next day sham ka promise kar deya. Next evening door bell baji to maina darvaza khola to sonia or sania dono na light green colour ki saree pehnee hue thee. Jis sa un ka pate nanga tha or saree be bohat bareeq thee dono ki, neecha matchibg blouse pehna huva tha. Jo saaf nazar a raha tha mai to bus dakhta he rah gaya dono na halka make up keya huva tha or lips par brown sa colour ki lipstic lagae hue thee jis sa vo dono or.