We went out to this restaurant then finished up at this bar. Most of the guys were horn dogs and tried to pick up anything that would show interest-so...me of their picks were real dogs- but some of my friends were no prizes either. I definitely had a different perspective on what they thought was a hot chick. The bar was a real beer and shot place. Somewhat of a dive. The bar was round, and all scratched up. The walls were yellow from the smoke. They were plastered with neon liquor signs. The. Eddie only fed her a raw food diet based on her needs, minimal vegetables, and mostly raw meat chick and turkey, with the rare instance of fish when she wanted it. He knew what she wanted by her actions. If she had wanted fish she would always stand next to the empty fish bowel in the hallway when he got home. Chicken would be his slippers which had a small yellow chicken embroidered on the toe, his mother sent him a new pair every Christmas, and turkey was her standing by the fridge. She would. She got scared and confused. Her hand was on her boob. She was wearing gown and her two top buttons were open. I naughtily asked her what is going on by looking at her bare skin visible in between gap in that two opened buttons. She immediately got up and smiled. I went to 3rd floor and rested on bed. I was not able to sleep as i was recollecting that moment again and again. I heard someone is climbing 3rd floor, i came to see who is that….It was Sangita. She said that she is getting bored and. “Take off your clothes.” Only a few seconds before she had been in charge of this firm specimen and now the tables had turned. With a quick glance down at Jim’s hard on she began to remove her dress. Jim’s eyes were on stalks as her bra came off revealing a stunning, beautifully tanned pair. Then with a show of bravery she whipped off her panties and hooked them on his cock. Jim was not distracted from the pleasure ahead and picking up the cane told her to bend over her desk. Her pendulous.