I am ready to be fucked whenever you want. I am your whore, please fuck me, boss.”Aman had satisfied his aim of giving his Indian boss the best fuck...ever and he had succeeded but he was not finished yet. Aman got up and took hold of her hand and dragged her across the room. He then went towards the big window on one side of the room and opened the big curtains.Amrita couldn’t understand what Aman was planning but she felt excited after Aman opened the curtains he could see the entire skyline of. From office after reaching home I got ready and started to Tina house and reached and rang the bell her husband opened the door and welcomed me in I asked when he I was going he said in one hour and you both have to drop me in airport I said OK and even I said let’s have dinner outside even Tina agreed for that.It was time to drop her husband so we went to airport and after that had dinner outside and while returning it was raining then Tina said to stop the car and got down and getting wet in. His shirt was always tucked in perfectly (today he had a blue one on with a nice bold red tie). I would mostly stare at his belt – it was a simple black leather belt, he would always take it in to the 3rd of five notches. I used to pretend that he would tie me up with it or spank me with it. My fantasises with him were getting stronger, darker and more mind consuming. He kept standing right next to my desk like really close like if I was to turn my head, his head (and not the one sitting on. In her bedroom, she stepped in front of the mirror. Letting her towel drop, she grabbed a pink set of underwear with floral mesh design and slid on those panties and fastened her bra so rapidly as if Ronny was still looming around the house and could spring inside any moment. She pulled up her dark blue denim mini skirt, and then slipped into her orange striped summer top, which did nice for her 34d rack. Revealing ample cleavage, she smiled at herself as she pushed her tits together. With.