”“There seems to be some confusion I will talk to Pramila and get back to you.”“I’m sorry to say this my friend but I am insulted today.”�...�I apologize for that. I will surely get to the root of this problem.”“Please do that. Bye.”“Bye.”After this phone call, Rajesh was shaken out of happiness. The confused yet sad expressions on his face were identified by Pramila and so she asked him. “What happened? What did Ashwinji say?” she asked with excitement as she didn’t know what conversation went on. . Get off me, please!... It hurts...Why?" mom cried."Because you're so HOT! Mom... And it feels soooooo good!"I kept up the pace for about five minutes before easing off and beginning to slowly grind deep as I could with great pelvic gyrations as I made love to my mother.I kissed her deeply and passionately as we joined each other in the rapture of our incestuous embrace.After a while, mom began to moan in pleasure.I knew it, I knew that if I just gave her the chance to fuck me, she would love. It wasn't so much that it was a crime to take the uneaten sandwich, it was the shame that she felt for even thinking about it. But hunger has a way of humbling even the most proud, and Stacey found herself closing her laptop and slipping it into her bag. She had already formulated a plan to grab the sandwich and take it to the bathroom to eat half and then save the leftovers for later on.As she stood she took one last look around; no servers in sight, no one watching. She slung her bag over her. I thundered, ‘what do you mean by that?” He kept looking coolly in my eyes without any emotion and said, “cool down Sudhir, I know you are not aware, but the fact is that this Girish (our boss) is a son of a bitch. He selects only those who have a beautiful female member in the family and after giving him the job, regularly fucks that female member.” How could a manager use this kind of language in the office???? and such allegations???? No I have to tackle this bastard carefully. I asked him,.