I’m 18 years of age. I’m a student and I’m a tall slim guy with a tool of 6 inches.The heroine of the story is my maid Afreen who is 20, slim wi...h small firm boobs and a round soft ass. She is very fair and looks very good.She used to work in my house before when I was 10 and we were very good friends then. But after sometime she left working. Eight years later she came back. I couldn’t recognize her that time. She has grown into a beautiful lady. My mom kept her again. Now coming to the main. He was incapable of speech.The assistant clearing his throat brought them both back to earth."Sorry," said David.The assistant smiled warmly. "Quite understandable," he said.David dug out his wallet and handed over his card. The transaction was quickly completed and the two of them walked out of the shop hand in hand. Without thinking and without a word they began to retrace their steps to the police station. Moira could not help looking at her ring frequently.They reached the car and, without. They lay there exhausted unable to move totally spent when suddenly he started laughing.“Caz, I have never in my entire life experienced anything remotely like this. You have given me greater pleasure than any woman before you ever has.” Hearing this made her heart jump and overflow with joy. She had finally met a man that actually spent thoughts on giving her the fulfillment and the feeling of security she had craved all those lonely years in the orphanage. And even later, with her now ex. With my hand, I pull her head down to rest on my chest, the crown of her head just below my chin. I hold her there, rocking back and forth, making soft, cooing sounds. I hold her for minutes, ten, fifteen, until her breathing has changed into a soft tempo and I know she is asleep.Cautiously, so as not to awaken her, I pick her up in my arms to take her to her bed. Still asleep, she nestles tight against me, her arms around my neck, relying in me completely, without the slightest hint of.