"Those are real. That is what's really happening. It's not a science fiction movie. It's a real nuclear war. And it's happening in Israel and Palestin... and Lebanon and Turkey and all over the Middle East. Millions of people are dying. It's really very very important." It's boring to watch the same pictures over and over and over again," moaned Monica who wasn't at all convinced by her father's explanation.The days leading to the launch of all-out nuclear war in the Middle East made the actual. So when I started working there I started liking her and she use to like me too. She was my mentor so I was getting n contact with her for many reasons or sometimes no reasons and while interacting I used to look at her voluptuous figure, which she noticed me once staring at her I thought I am screw up, what will she think ? Will she avoid me now? What if she tells this to other girls? I was thinking all these and I was getting nervous.So I left from her place and avoided direct contact with. My staccato breaths give me away. We both know I’m going to be a very dirty girl. It’s inside me, smouldering, ready to break free with your manipulation of my body. You know exactly where to touch my quivering form, peeling back the layers of my daily façade and exposing my indecency. My mind screams for more, harder, craving that frenzy of emotion, but I hold it in. I don’t want you to know all of the power you have over me. I’m not going to give you complete control over me… at least not. I ran my hands up and down her toned legs and the more I rubbed her the harder my cock got. When I was finished with her ass, she turned over. “I think the front needs some attention. Let me take this off so you can get it all over my tits,” she said, untying her top and tossing it to the side. My god, her tits were beautiful and perky. I poured the oil on them and started rubbing. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I have always wondered what her tits looked like. I know now, not only have.