Weird. Sylvia had more to gain than anyone but me. She got his job. I wonder... No, it wouldn't make sense."*****"Bitch!" muttered Anna under her b...eath as Sylvia strode away."Come on, Anna," replied Henry. "You did screw up. And now we have to slip the schedule, _again_." Yeah, but she acts like it's the end of the world. Like _she's_ Miss Perfect. She's even been riding you pretty hard, Helen, and you're her pet programmer. Man, I almost miss Gerry." I'm not her pet," stated Henry. She tugs on the plunger and a jet of blood oozes into the syringe, and the blood seems to stop, like it was jelly. Angela pushes in on the plunger and feels the warm start to wash over her body while Marc pours whats left in the baggie into the spoon. He lights it up, draws it in, and then he shoots it into his right arm.Angela leans back on the toilet tank and Marc slumps against the wall of the toilet stall while the warm sensations wash over them. Angela can feel the heat moving up her jaw. Bhabhi: no no Pradeep we will get caught you stupid bastard you don’t understand let me go.I just lifted her right leg in my right hand and guided my dick near her pussy and yes! I pushed it inside after once when my dick went into my bhabhis pussy and came back it became more hard as steel, that time my bhabhi said oh shit your dick in my puss…. again i pushed in her pussy before she completing her sentence.This time i was moving my dick fast and deep into her pussy by lifting & holding her. Big and juicy, you could plant your face in them all day long and not get bored.I’d had fantasies of fucking her since I was about 16 the amount of times of masturbated over the image of her in a bikini is endless, I had even acquired a pair of her panties one day when I was left alone upstairs for a few minuets.Our first little encounter happened a week before my 19th birthday. Me and her son were downstairs and she was upstairs I needed to use the bathroom so I went upstairs not knowing what.