‘I want you… Only you… ‘ He said as he listened to the sound of her moaning. His body was tense like a sting about to break. He kissed Booti h...rd and fast his urgency matching the rhythm of her hand… Booti lifted herself up to straddle Akarui. She slowly inserted him inside her… exhaling because he felt so good inside her. Booti was wet and was on the verge of orgasm. She slowly rode him… bringing the tip of his dick just to the end of her pussy… and slowly working it back inside of her. She. “Which part in the play do you have?” I couldn’t remember Eliza Doolittle’s name so I had to improvise. “Em, just an extra…..one of the promiscuous street types”, I replied. “It’s an amateur dramatic society so we have to provide our own stuff.” I added for no reason at all, “I even have to get my own dress.” “Well, that sounds like fun,” he said. “You’ll need to feel comfortable with all that on. Do you need any underwear for the part?” he asked without missing a beat. “As a personal shopper I. I spend at least 4 hours at the gym each day and have a body that stuns most of the other lean boys at the gym. I am engaged to Neeti, who works with a fashion designer in Gurgaon.Last week she frantically gave me a call from her boss’ fashion show in Gurgaon and asked me to reach there ASAP. Apparently, her boss needed a muscled male to open and close the show for the female models walking the ramp shirtless in an Indian dhoti. The model had dropped out and they needed a replacement. ?Mud sticks. What a slur on your character. Of course,there is another way?????.? ?Hang on. Is this some sort of blackmail?? I asked. She stepped over and keeledbefore me. ?You could say that? She said. ?That's illegal. I could go to the Police? I said. ?What evidence have you got? The phone doesn't belong to me and is untraceable,and the bruise marks prove brut force against me? God, I felt terrible. I couldn't believe that this was happening to me. ?Shall I call the Police now?? She said.