Without wasting much of your precious story I will start.The story starts when I first came to Mumbai as I was selected in mnc.First few days went on ...settling in the new flat in Goregaon area.We all roomies thought to hire a maid to cook food and wash utensils and also the floor. We interviewed a lot of maids but they were asking a lot of money which we were not ready to give so we asked an uncle to tell us about a maid.So the next day in the morning we met the maid.The maid was an average. Auditorium tours, autograph signings ... BOOK offers ... Why, You might have a movie made ... with just a little makeup you could play yourself. FAME! FORTUNE!"The part about the makeup settled that. "Fuck a bunch of fame and fortune! I wanna go home!" She did give it a second think, though. "I wouldn't mind going on the Cassandra in the Morning show. That was fun." See," said Sultry."Their Green Room Caterers are the best on Cassandra ... the Eclairs! Yum!"Of course, that led to a short debate. ” He then asked me more questions like, have u kissed a girl, and all these things about first base, second base, and again i always said no. Now, salman did something I will never forget. He got up and gave me a tight hug and said “Don’t worry. I will help you. You just need to relax and get confidence.” I said “Okay, but how?” Salman said, “I will teach you different exercises that will improve your body and give you confidence to approach girls. I will teach you different things you can say. Staring down at the wet, oozing gash of soft pink flesh that gaped open so invitingly, he stopped with his great, bobbing cock pulsating above it threateningly. He had never known such need or desire. It was as if his very soul was on fire and the only way he could put of the hellish fire was to immerse himself in her hot, wet cunt. Then, to his utter delight and shock, he watched as she slowly lifted her hand. As she reached for him, it took every last ounce of his control to keep from spewing.