Shusanth Khatri tha sehatmund 40 ki age k hogay unk sath unki personal secretary miss sneha bhe thein my god uski dekh kar hamaray sub directors k lun...d kharay hogae thein 34 chuchiya blouse say bahar anay ko betab thein uspay uski patli kamar naaf say nechay sarrie bandhey hoe thein uski 38 ki gand k ubhar wazih ho rahay thein hum nay unko warm welcome kia uss nay mjhsay hug kia or hug kartay hoe aisee harkat ki k mein hairan reh gae mery gand ko dbaya or Chutki lee hulkay say kaan mein boley. "I'd like to give you something for helping me, Brenda." "That's kind, Mr Smith, but we aren't allowed to accept tips." "I was thinking of giving you more than just 'the tip'..." I dropped my gaze to my semi erect cock. Her gaze followed. "Oh, my goodness!" At this point I was expecting a hard slap, or a scream. Instead, she looked around, bit her lip, then placed her hand on my bulge. "That's very generous of you, sir." I pulled open the passenger door, shielding us from view, and pushed her. .trap , useless , telling my neighbor Alfred i never ever expected to be like this slap my face with his huge bbc''in,.,,,there''he got back with it took one of my pillow and i was sit on it by him turning it on''ok good boy, now tell me, why are you fucking your pretty ass all the time''i look up at him stroking his bbc on my lips''answer or i smack you again ''''because , i wanted to try....''''but this is not trying boy, i ear you one night smacking your ass agaisnt my bedroom , this is not. Cien stood by my pallet and watched me with those beautiful eyes, his hair falling slightly forward, and I knew I was dreaming. To the future? He didn’t know I was from the future, so this HAD to be a dream. Right? ‘The future.’ I said. ‘Aye, 2007.’ That made me sit up quickly. ‘How do you know about 2007?’ Cien shifted uncomfortably, glancing around him. It was like I’d asked him what was in the secret sauce, and he was going to tell me, he just didn’t feel right about it. I almost opened my.