I opened the book to the story of the night. I began, "This is story of the Princess and the Pea…" As I read, she buried her face in my neck. She va...guely payed attention to the story, instead she gently kissed my neck. The softness of her lips moved up to my ear. Mischievously, she lightly bit the tender flesh below my ear, and electricity rand down my spine. My cock twitched, gently bobbing against her thong, and this brought a happy purr from her. She slowly rubbed herself against my hardened. Aur apni thook se bheegi hui zubaan se Babuji ki gaand ke beech ki daraar ko “chapat-chapat” chat rahi hai!Daya poori laal sari pehni hui thi aur Babuji ne bhi kurta pehna hua tha. Par Babuji ka pyjama bistar ke neeche, zameen pe bikhra pada tha. Dono ke muh pe pasina aaya hua tha.Daya ka mangalsutra, uske movements ke saath aage-peeche ho raha tha. Babuji ghuraghuraa rahe hai. Babuji ka chehra hawas se munh bana raha hai. Babuji takiye ko kaat rahe hai adbhootpoorva anand mein.Daya apna chehra. She was always nice when I’d come in to speaks with my contacts.A little to nice so I’d flirt with her and make small talk. I asked for her number so I could set up meetings easier. She was reluctant at first but after I took her and other people in the office out for dinner a few times on top of sending care packages to her directly she gave in. Things started slow slow at first strictly professional but every time I came into the office we found ourselves talking more and more. Her tits just. Fir usne apna hath mere stann se hata kar meri jaangh par rakh liya aur mujhe apni taraf dabane laga. Aisa lag raha tha jaise woh meri chhati mein ghus jaana chahta hai. Usne mere blouse ki ek side ko shoulder se neeche kiya aur mera ek stann bra neeche karke bahar nikal liya.Mere bada sa stann uchal kar bahar aa gaya aur usne mere pink nipple choosna shuru kar diya. Mera jism ab aag pakad raha tha. Maine apna hath uske sir par rakh liya aur uske sir ko apne stanno mein dabane lag gayi.Fir main.