Aur mera lund v pant andar pura khada ho gaya tha..To main v apne underwear pe aagaya..Usne mera lund dkh k smile dii swt sa bht cute lg rhi thi wo us... waqt..Phir maine uskii chut mei ek ungli ghusane kii kosish ki to wo chilla padhii..Mujhe lgta tha ki ye well experienced hai..Lekin wo virgin thi..Main khush hogaya…Maine uske chut mei dhere se ungli karne lga to use v maja aaraha tha.Kuch der baad uske chut se paani aagaya..Aur mera haat aur mera muh var gya…Ye dekh k wo hasne lgi..Phir maine v. There was a k**dy seat, used feeding bottles, seat was sticky from k**s.He climbed in beside me and said go on then stick a rubber on this. His cock was huge! I did not have a condom with me as I thought I would just do blow jobs, but had agreed to full sex for the money. I said sheepishly that I did not like condoms, sorry Mr, I can give you money back if you like then, or just free blow job. He laughed and said no fucking way love, this fucking dick is having that cunt you little whore. I. Seems my name was on the top of the list of enemies.There, in the mist of these "women", were people I once knew. One was even a mob connection. They knew who I was. They were out to get me out of the way. I kept reading their plan and defeating it. They were going to have to kill hundreds to get me and they didn't care. They wanted me dead. Period. End of statement. What was really strange about this group of women was that there was not a genetic female in the group. They were all. Helen stood up, patted his cheeks and walked out of the room for the weekend, her ass swaying sexily to the click of her heels as Amar stared hungrily, conscious of a raging hard-on beneath his trousers.Amar got back to work; the office was empty except for him. After a couple of hours, he believed that he had produced something that would pass muster with his boss. Another hour and he would be done with it.His cellphone beeped. It was a Whatsapp message from his wife. Actually, four messages,.