Not only was he great to have around on jobs that went faster with an extra set of hands, but we each started finding excuses to work together, even o... jobs that didn’t.Over the first couple months into it, I started to notice some minor details that made me wonder if he was at least a little bicurious, particularly the way he would stand incredibly close as we went over invoices, job details or just standing mere inches apart as we spoke so that our arms or sides would press against each. Aise hi chat meri chut”. Me: abhi tera bhadwa bana kahan hoon. Jab tere liye laude laounga tab ban jaounga tera bhadwa. Phir ruchi ulti ho gayi aur apni gaand apne hi haathon se phadi aur ab mujhe uski pink chut mast dikh rahi thi.Maine apna mu uski chut mein peeche se ghusa diya aur usko chut chatne laga zor zor se. Maine apni tongue poori ruchi ki chut mein ghusa di. Ruchi ki chut ekdum saaf thi. Ek bhi baal nh tha uski chut pe. Mast smooth chut thi uski. Phir ruchi ne muje bed pe khada kar. ”That one really hurt. It brought tears to my eyes, not from crying but from squeezing my eyes shut. Wow, that was intense. Sir’s hands returns to my overheated ass cheeks. His soothing touch, melts me to my core. I return to sucking Mike’s cock. Chapter ThreeAs I lave around Mike’s throbbing shaft, I hear another zipper. I feel Sir’s hand on my ass and then his warm cock rubbing my wet folds. I moan around Mike’s phallus. Sir presses his thick cock into me, splitting my flowering folds, as he. I felt weak in the knees as my first contraction shot a stream of cum straight against the white porcelain and I moaned with the second. I imagined I was one of those first timers and that some guy had just jerked me off. “What would it feel like to have someone else stroke my cock and make me cum,” I thought as I felt the rush of my orgasm start to fade. Then I heard something rustle and standing right next to me was a middle aged guy. He had taken the urinal right beside me even though there.