When I reached the teller (sorry, 'customer service agent') I asked to see the manager. She dialed a number and soon a well-dressed lady in a knee-len...th skirted business suit asked me if I had a problem. "No, but I think you might want to shepherd this transaction through yourself." I handed her the envelope bearing the check.I followed her back to her office where she sat behind her desk, gave me a little smile and opened the envelope. I gave her full marks for her grace under pressure. She. If you disagree, please write to me at This story too place in the year 1765, in the state of Punjab, in the Riyasat if Maharaj Partap Singh whose throne was in the hills of Himachal Pardesh. Maharaj Partap Singh was a massive figure some six feet and 4 inches of masculine meat, muscular and sturdy and above all highly sexual. He was a man with no qualms, no principals who was guided by the language of cock. He possessed a nine incher and he always kept his meat between his thighs busy most. ‘I thought so,’ Melissa said, with a trace of a chuckle in her voice. ‘Can I talk with him?’ ‘Ye…yes, of course,’ Ann said. She handed the phone to Martin. ‘It’s Melissa,’ she said. ‘Hi, Melissa,’ Martin said. ‘Hey, Ash Man, I take it you and Ann are still an item,’ Melissa said. ‘Ah, yes, I guess you could say we are,’ Martin told his daughter. Ann was watching Martin talk on the phone and was surprised to see he was blushing. ‘So…’ Melissa said, ‘this is really getting serious, isn’t it?’. They fucked for a couple of minutes then each pulled out and came inside Sue. Now the other two. This idea seemed to be working. Then they were done for the day. The men said they had some other guys interested and if they could join up. So they had them so up the next day and the guy here today would be back the day after. The four new virgins showed up the next day. Nervous but ready. Now the ladies had a routine down and took their places. The first two guys went up, one to Carol and one.