Jab wo raat ko ghari need mai so gayi tum maine bhar ja kar dekha ki dono bhihari so rahe hai. Mai wapis apne room mai ahh gaya too dekha ki ujjal ka ...saree or petticoat gutno se upper tak jaa chukka tha.Do no need mai thi maine dheere se ujjla ka petticoat uske pet tak uttha diya ab mujhe uski choot saff nahi dikh rahi thi mai darte hui gutano ke bal age bara aur uski choot ko choom liya.. aur dhire dhire uski choot ko choose ne laga . maine use awaj dekar utthe ki kosis ki lekin need ki gole. ’ I was sure I was in for a bollocking from her, and curiously, she had locked the office door on her way to make the coffee.Carla came back with the coffee and put them both on the desk near me. She rolled her chair up close to mine. We were sat facing each other, our knees almost touching. I again cursed myself for not being able to resist a glance at her legs as she sat down.“Ok,” she began, “You are as easy to read as a book and it’s rather obvious that you have one hell of an obsession. Not only was Liz, twice my age, she was arguably our only friend in the neighborhood. We, were new in town, and to the neighborhood, and being in an interracial union not many of our neighbors were as "welcoming" as they could have been. Liz on the other hand made it her mission to welcome me, my wife and k**s into the area. While we wecomed her as a friend, she had some tendencies that were a little "off putting." On point, she had a habit of "wandering" in thru the backdoor if left. They kissed and she said quietly “you must enjoy my pain Simon, I want you to enjoy it all!” It was two minutes to ten. At precisely ten the doorbell rang causing them both to jump, her eyes followed him as he answered the door, and a disjointed voice intoned “car for the name of Simon” to her it was like the tolling of a bell. Simon called her and they swept out, he locked the door as if it was a normal working day. The car was a black Bentley, opulent luxurious, and chauffer driven, it.