I hail from Delhi and any female looking for adventure or fun or a wild experience can ping me on I am writing this story with permission from my part...er (an ISS reader)Now, this incident took place in the month of October when a girl named Anchita pinged me. She read some of my earlier stories and pinged me for some fun over chat. She’s a student and she was too quick to directly come to point while chatting(she was quite horny and was from a conservative family and living in a hostel in. "What else is there?" asked the man exasperated.Suzan could see that Joi was getting just as exasperated as the man was. Clearing her throat, and catching Joi's eye, she started talking. Her husband always said, sometimes when talking with people you need to help them along to help themselves."If I may, where are they requesting you drop off the items? I mean I'm not going to insult your intelligences by suggesting you've not been watching what gets picked up. What have you learned that way?". He ushered me in, closed and locked the door, and walked over behind his desk, unbuckling and pulling down his pants as he sat down in his big leather desk chair. He tossed his tie over his shoulder; "Suck my cock" he muttered as I dropped to my knees in front of him. His cock was in my throat in a matter of seconds. I was working it at first, but he quickly took over, shoving it in my throat and holding me there. I was gagging and slobbering while he used my throat. In less than two minutes,. Nick went to the barbers for a trim and shave, before picking the suit back up from Doris, and going home to try his beard and freshly cleaned suit on. Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, he straightened his snow white beard and hat with hair. He walked into the bedroom in his CK boxers. Picking up the prosthetic rubber belly from the bed, he strapped it across his toned stomach. He stood in front of the full length mirror, adjusting it, before pulling a white t-shirt over the belly. He.