"Well Kimberly, orshould I call you 'Slut Kim'; I thought I recognized you."Suddenly realization hit me. A few years back I worked as a 'GirlFriday' f...or a shady investment broker named Gary. He had that kind ofSean Connery charm to him, but was a porn hound so I was drawn to him.He asked me if I would compile a CD-ROM of all kinds of porn for him ashis wife was a strictly missionary no blowjob ice princess.After putting together an initial disk that included blowjobs, bukkake,anal, transsexual,. From the ball of her foot, I worked my way backward to her heel. A few squeezes there led to the back of her leg. As my hand ran up the back of her thigh, she suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.“Easy, girl, easy,” Jess whispered in her ear. She relaxed again; Jess guided Emma’s head back to her’ shoulder and Emma closed her eyes once more.My hands worked their magic (if I do say so myself) up her leg until I hit her knee. At that point, there was nowhere to go except straight down her thigh. He could feel a horrible power rising in his muscles and the thrill of all the deaths tingled his senses as something much stronger than himself took hold of his mind and body. 'RICHARD!' he heard someone scream and the vision around him began to shimmer and finally explode as light rushed back to his eyes. He was once more standing in the doorway of the large room, but this time the doors were open wide and he was falling towards the ground beyond them. A moment later a pair of arms grabbed. At around 10.30 in the evening I came back after having my dinner. I changed to a boxer and a t shirt and was watching TV. As the next day was my weekly off hence there was no hurry to get into the bed. While surfing through the channels I got her sms again. And the conversation goes like this :Preeti: hi handsomeMe: hello gorgeous how r uPreeti: I m fine. Where r u ?Me: back at homePreeti: how was the movie?Me: it was goodPreeti: had dinner?Me: yep had it alreadyPreeti: now what?Me: chatting.