Then I heard some rummaging and grew curious, because it sounded like she was in her suitcase. Then I heard another zipper, some clothes moving, and t...en some velcro. Finally I heard her moving stuff around in the other room. I wanted to go see, but I decided to wait.When she finally returned, my jaw dropped. My dream girl was naked. She wasn’t thin, but not fat either. Just perfect, with curves that drove me mad. Her tits stood there with nipple so hard they could probably cut through glass,. She appeared to have no issue slipping my wife’s Sam & Libby flats on, her toes went right in and with a quick crunch of her toes her heels slipped in without issue. At this point we were both looking at her feet in my wife’s shoes; she wiggled her toes in them and purposely flexed them to where her heels would pop in and out of the backs of the shoes. She commented on how soft felt and how she loved how they matched her out fit. I proceeded to sit down and we continued with our conversation.It. This time, however, all eyes stayed glued on the blonde. Stacey flushed under the intensity of all the eyes staring at her. None of the men were even pretending to listen anymore. Finally one of them interrupted Martin and said, "I think we've heard enough. Stacey, is there anything you'd like to add to the presentation?" Uh ... I think I've gone over everything already," she answered, confused and now a little frightened."Perhaps there's something else you could do to ... sweeten the deal?". Aur mai aysi mothi pe kyu fida hounga..Mai apne me kho kar bahar ke najare dekh raha tha.To usne bolana shuru kiya.”kyu babua pahalibar up avat hou ka?”(bhojpuri)mai bola .Muje bhojpuri nahi ati.Par oo to pakki gavar thi.Padhaaai to 2th tak hi ki hogi.Fir oo hindi me bolane lagi.Mumbai me to log sikh hi jate hai.Vo boli”up ka safar pahali bar hai kya.”mai bola ”ha”.D.Bvi-kya karte hoMai-abhi paadhai khaatam ki haaiUski najar bar bar mere shsrir ko nihar rahi thi par mai use ignor kar raha.