“Damn, you are so wet!” he groans as he keeps pumping me hard. I love that the only sounds are our moans and his body slapping against mines.“I ...ove fucking this dirty pussy,” he grunts. Sebastian gets so turned on hearing about my encounters with other men. “This pussy needs to be fucked all the time, doesn’t it?”“Unghhh…yea, it does. You like knowing that this pussy is going to get fucked again by another man, don’t you?” I ask, already knowing how hot it makes him.“Fuck! Yea, that is so. CEO – To college ?Rosy – No sir , that has to be below knee level.CEO – Ha ! Ha ! just joking , was testing you to see your reaction , do you know that your are the only person to come to this interview without any former experience.The same evening , Rosy was still waiting outside the office and cornered the tall dark person and took him out for a coffee ,a month later she got the job.The (old) CEO had gone abroad and she had met the tall dark person almost every day to achieve her. One Sunday, my door bell rang and I was surprised to see her. She told that she was feeling bore, so came to spend some time with me. I felt very happy. We talk on many issues and slowly became pretty close. One day she called me to come to her flat. The servant maid opened the door. I asked were the aunt was and the maid replied that she was taking her bath and asked me to sit in her bed room. ( It was a one bed room flat). Many thoughts were running in my mind. I kept the door half closed. I. He also was heavier set, the look of a man who was powerfully built in his twenties and thirties, but is now on the wrong side of fifty. ‘Yeah…’ I managed to say. What the fuck was going on? ‘Go ahead and go back to bed honey,’ my mom said, ‘dinner is isn’t for another two hours. Stan will be joining us if you don’t mind.’ There was that weird voice again. My mother was nervous. ‘Okay.’ I managed, and then stumbled back into the bedroom and shut the door. Did… did my mother have a date? .