I was an agent for a home and I was searching for someone. That’s when I saw this girl. Actually, she’s elder than me. Eva (name changed) was look...ing for a house. She was so beautiful and anyone would fall for her. I contacted the owner and she liked the house and settled there.We became good friends and we exchanged our numbers and I used to often go to her house. One day, as usual, I was at her house. It was a holiday for us due to some sort of strike. I was chatting with Revathi and I wanted. Licking his fingers he eases one inside, I feel the build inside my womb as his index strokes my G spot. Building and fading, build and fade, my orgasm teasing me, focusing my nervous system intently on his hand and mouth as he masterfully plies his talents. At last it comes, waves of electricity shuddering through me, oozing wetness into his mouth, he groans in delight, licking me up. Slowly it recedes, his gentle nuzzling easing off. Kissing his way back up my tingling skin, finally his mouth. I could feel the sting from my wound, but I pushed it out of my mind. Her tongue reached out to mind and we pressed closer together. I wrapped my arms around her and pressed my hands into her back, running them up and down feeling the beautiful curve of her body.I felt myself stiffen, struggling against the cloth of my trousers, so I pulled her in and ran my knee up her leg and between her thighs. I could feel the warmth radiating. She reached down and felt for my cock, taking hold and sizing. How the hell do we solve it?"The waste water treatment plant manager cradled his chin in his hand. "That's a tough one, for an off the top of the head answer." Well, we gotta be thinking about it.Musgrave shrugged. "Well, we can work on the system a little, maybe cut inflow by ten or twenty percent. Do it quietly, and maybe nobody will notice. That won't solve the problem, but it will help." It might, and it might not. Assume that we're going to have to file an environmental impact statement.