The dining room is more of a home office, set up with the computer system and shelves full of files and books that relate to my work, freelance journa...ism. When he came in he wouldn't have found it particularly odd to see me sitting in front of the computer. I called him over and clicked on the mouse button, watching his face as the screen filed up with images of him dressing, fully dressed and undressing. I'd also put up the written diary and added captions to the photo's that were his quotes. Maine ussey masala taste karne ko kha aur ek spoon mein masala diya usne thora sa kahaya aur boli acha hai aur eyes se mujhe ishara kiya ki aap taste karogey kya. Maine b apna mouth open kiya aur usne vahi spoon mere muuh me dal di , Masal to bahut tasty tha kyuki uska jhutha jo tha. Usne mujhe smile kiya aur kam mein lag gayi me uske pechhe kahara ho gya and chicken uttane laga tabhi mera lund uski gand pe laga jo usne fell kiya par koi react ni kiya.Ab me pagal ho rha tha to maine uske cheeks. However, to dry her legs she had to use the bench and once she placed her foot on the bench all was revealed, the angle was perfect. I was surprised and aroused, although her pubic area was covered in fine red pubic hair her vulva was bald! I had an astonishing view of her gaping cunt with her fleshy labia lips hanging out for me to get pleasure from. She started to dress, first her huge grey bloomers then her hammock of a brassier followed by a tent of a dress. She left unaware that her. “Do you think she is really worth it?”“Yes … I’ll stake my job on it.”“Are you sure …?”“Yes!”“Fine, but two things. One if I need some help, both of you will be at my disposal and two,” she said without hesitating, let’s make it a hundred –fifty a week, to really lock her in. Now let’s see the old man in the park drawings.”Becky laid the portfolio on Ms. Johnson’s desk and sat back in the chair. Johnson looked at them slowly one by one, occasionally glancing up from the drawings at Becky.“When.