Jb usse hath milaya to aisa man kar rha tha ki abi iske hatho me pakda du apna lund aur bolu ki sali kutia chus ise. Vo andar ayi aur ek taraf baith k...r hamain dekhne lagi dance krte hue.Tabhi maine ankit ko bola ki jaa pooja ko bi le aa. To usne bola ki bhai vo mana krri hai maine kaha laa mai try kru.Mai gya uske pas aur usko invite kia ki madam kya ap mere sath bi dance nhi karna chahengi aur apna hath aage badhaya to usne bi hath pakad liaa aur mai use dj par le aya.Hum dono ne couple dance. ” “I don’t remember you being so romantic.” “Yeah, I don’t remember your tits being this big,” I said, and felt a hard nipple with the tip of my tongue. She took my wrist and led my hand to rest between her legs. “I’m ready,” she whispered breathlessly.” She was. It was as wet down there as a hot bath. I was ready too. She moaned as I entered her. She was tight, hot, open. I felt ripples of pleasure spread over me from the place where we joined. I moved slowly, plunging as deep as I could. She took her hands and put them on my shoulders.She began ramming herself down on me with all her might, grunting and moaning with each thrust. I was worried that I might slip out of her. I slid my hands around her waist and grabbed her hips with my arms. I used my hands to keep her down on me.She threw her head back, tossing her hair like some kind of wild porn movie. I noticed her glistening sweat-soaked breasts, bouncing on my face. My climax began to build immediately. With her every bounce. Recently, she found out about another promotion coming down the pipe. It was a chance to make partner, and Molly knew she just had to step up in order to seal the opportunity, at any cost. Once she made partner, she would be free to advance within the good ‘ol boys club, leaving her intern job for good.But she knew from the previous experiences, she had to up her game.Molly had been raised very strict. Respect, loyalty, trust, modesty, and all the so called proper professional ways of a mature.