I — if not there i will give 100 rs . Before she commented on it , i sat up and slid her saree upto knee, it was there . Then i asked her for 100 rs...for which she said i had not betted , i simply denied the mark but i did not bet. I shouted cheating , cheating . For that she pinched my cheek and said no money but i will prepare sweets of ur choice . I accepted it. I pretende as if studyieng her face , i said u have small mole on right cheek and u must be having birth mark above ur rt knee. She. You’re back. God, I must have drunk like ten litres of vodka last night.” “Really?” Brandon croaked. “No. I’m exaggerating.” she said, frowning at him in concern. “What’s wrong?” He leaned against the wall, and gazed at her incredulously. “I thought you’d gone.” “I had,” she said. “Did you know that you had no food in this place? Well, aside from one bottle of milk.” “Huh.” Brandon watched as she walked into the kitchen. “So I went and picked some stuff up.” “I don’t get it.” Brandon. As I dressed in the open air, I reflected back on the attractive docent at the Newport Mansion. She wanted me – sent me signals that she wanted to connect, even have sex. And then, there was Lauren, with whom I'd only expected a short platonic visit – a visit that turned loving and passionate and sexual almost from the moment I arrived. Maybe this wouldn't be such a chaste journey after all.My college fraternity 'big brother, ' Bob Knight, lived in a town northwest of Philadelphia called Camp. 5 inches enough to satisfy a needy pussy. My sex life has always been good and I have been lucky to get a few choots all this while but it has changed in the recent past and now I have to follow that “Apne hath jagarnath” thing to relief myself. Well not boring you anymore I would like to move to my story. The pussy I banged was our maid.She is dark in complexion 32 years of age married about 5’6in height her boob size is around 34b. This story is about 2 years old when I was doing my B.Tech.