" Oh, thank you so much," I said."No, thank YOU, Cindy," Mizz Patel returned. "You've added a lot of interesting things to my life in the last year." ...It really has been just about a year, hasn't it?" I replied and giggled. "It's been good for me. For you?"Mizz Patel smiles a lot, but this time she laughed. "Why, yes, Cindy, it has been good. Of all the problems I encounter, you and your sisters have been the best. And now you bring us another one." Yes, ma'am," I said."I will keep you apprised. She walked into the café and looked around studying each face and almost walked out again then she saw him wave he was sitting in a both near the back looking as nervice as she felt. My he had changed no more braces or nerdy glasses, his hair that had been long and untidy in high school was now neatly trimed and tied back from his face with an elastic, he had grown out a small goatee and it suited him well. He was dressed in what looked like a expencive designer suit and tie, she felt under. All that mattered was making my owner cum like the good little kitty I so wanted to be, lapping at her soaking wet cunt, my tongue coated with her juices. My own pleasure forgotten, I pulled her fleshy cheeks gently apart, allowing me to lather her tight asshole with a mixture of my spit and her sweet nectar, rewarded as the tips of her nails sank into my swollen nipples. I ignored the pain or rather I reveled in it, suddenly obsessed with her tight hole, willing her to relax as I pushed the. "Jeff said "I will be right back."A few minutes later he was back with my drink and holding a bottle of Scotch.I invited him in and I know he was thinking the same as me.We talked and drank.I was sitting in a chair and he was on the bed.Once he had a few drinks in him he got some balls and said "come here and sit with me."I gladly joined him and in seconds his hand was on my tit.I responded by putting my hand on his cock,which was already stiffening.All he was wearing were his boxer shorts and.