. Fuck, get out and get this over with.Whatley walked up a flight of concrete steps that sported a rusted guardrail that needed a new coat of paint �... five years ago. A half dozen screaming kids pushed past to run down the steps and around the corner. Someone across the street repeatedly revved a loud car motor. Passing the landing, he walked on until he reached apartment 212. There was a curse, then an argument started up between a man and a woman in the apartment two doors back. Whatley could. Tabhi achanak mera phone baja. Itna gussa aa raha tha ki pucho mat.Fir maine check kiya to it was Rohit. Ek dum se mere face pe smile aa gayi. Fir maine phone utha liyaRohit:- Hello!Main:- Kya hua, bahot yaad aa rahi hai meri? Man nahi bhara kya tumhara?Rohit:- Maza to bahot aaya par abhi kuch kuch karana baaki hai.Main:- Achha bahot kuch kya?Rohit:- Abhi tak to tere mast boobs ko barabar se dekha bhi nahi. Fir bahot masalna hai chusna haiMain :- Aur?Rohit :- Teri chut chatni hai ungli gusani. " Well little girl, I guess I'm gonna be smelling your permanent all night".The plastic cape and wet towel were removed and Don was instructed to start cleaning up the kitchen. He wiped the counters, threw the lotion soaked cotton in the trash, then gathered up the remaining curlers and clips putting they back in the box. Next Don was taken upstairs to the bathroom where again Bob had everything ready for him. The big enema bag was hanging on the shower curtain rod, the razor and clippers. ”Wanting to repay her for services being rendered, I sent a fingertip between her slippery, swollen outer labia and caught in the folds of her inner lips. Stephie moaned and rotated her hips forward freeing the finger and allowing me to drag it up to her now inflamed clit. Her hips shuddered as I vibrated the fingertip back and forth across the surface of her happy button.Stephie fought to catch her breath. It took her several long seconds before she did. It was good that she did, for that was.