.. youngsters?”“Nice catch. Not a noble though. Sir Martin, is it? Don’t blame me, I don’t even know what she wants me for.”“Didn’t I se...e you at the Inn last night with some adventurer?”“Sir Martin. The young Master is being summoned by my lady. Please question him at a different time and location.” Interrupted the secretary.“Alright...” he passed me, in not an unfriendly way. Thankfully he didn’t seem to hold his canceled appointment against me. Not like it was my fault to begin with.“Master,. Me- ok married ho aap. Friend bnogi aap meri?S- sure. Aap kya krte ho? Ur name & everything?So, aise hmari chat shuru hui aur maine use apne baare mai btaya & usne bhi k voh married hai uski ek beti hai aur uske husband government job karte hai delhi mai har weekend ko he ghar aate hai. Usne fir mera number save kiya toh mujhe uski picture dikhi she was so cute and beautiful. Dheere dheere hmari baatein hoti gyi aur hum ache dost ban gye.Ek din usne mujhse pucha k sid r u single or. My pussy was still dirty and needed a wash, the blouse still contained the mess Bhagwan deposited on it a while ago and all this remained pretty concealed since it had become dark and in our house my father would allow only 20W bulbs fearing huge electricity bills, and so it always seemed as if we lived in ‘darkness’.Well that was the reason my Uncle Latchu of 45 years never noticed any of those traces on my body and blouse.I quickly went back to the kitchen and we had a small ‘wash space’ just. I’ll give you the best god damn blow job you have ever had in your sweet life, eh? What say you?I was surprised with the proposal; speechless even, which surely took as hesitation, or maybe even disinterest. His eyes began turning sad, which sunk my heart.“Hell, I’ll shave my beard. I’ll shave my fucking beard! Please, please… please!” he continued.I couldn’t hold it and snorted out a laugh. Eventually, I finally regained my breath although I still couldn’t stop laughing.But I finally said:.