She came into house and started sweeping the house while she was doing her with no sari pall on her and she was looked at me with different looks and ...different face feeling on her face at that time I didn’t looked at her and I went for asleep .After some time I heard a sound of my maid “what’s this is Karan”. I woke up and looked at her she was hold a peak of cigarette in her hand now I am scared what she going to do with that peak in my mind thinking diff types “will she going to tell mom that. He gave the slightest of nods.She reached down, and lifted his cock until it was standing straight up. She shifted her weight onto her left knee, guided his erection between her legs, and rubbed it between the parting of her lips a couple of times. Then, with no further preamble, she sank down on it.They both groaned as his cock vanished into her soaked pussy.Her eyes drifted open, locked with his, and she smiled. “You’re not a virgin anymore.” Her fingers moved to her clit, and began to. He didn?t want any accidents. In five years he had never had one,and he always said this was because everyone took complete care in their work. Walking back to his office Martin let hismind drift back to his five years in charge of the Party. It had been a goodfive years, and he had managed to entertain at least three times a year. In theCommunity he had a good name, and he intended to keep it that way. Satisfied that all was in order, Martinallowed himself to rest, there was nothing else he. She looked exactly like Stephanie Seymour, just shorter.So I left home to go work in the office space they'd gotten for the company,out in the desert. It was set up so that the one main guy had a big fat deskon one end of the room, with his computer and all, and then there were aboutten other smaller desks with computers on them, facing him. Behind him therewas a huge white dry-erase board. It created quite a classroom environment,but on my first day, that didn't occur to me; it was too new..