)Damn! Is she wet down there? Wow! Better stop now, or somebody might notice. I removed my hand and ordered.Me: Two coffees, please.Bella: (How can he...be so stoic after groping me in public?!)Hot damn! I think my fingers are actually wet with her juices. She left after taking our order. Soon our conversation turns towards gaming. After drinking coffee, we both head to our homes separately.After lunch, it was time to go on a movie date with Rachel. Better go and ask Rachel if she’s ready.After. His dick wasn't anything amazing, but after a millenium of almost constant fucking, I felt more naked without a dick in me than with, and also I had won the election on a platform of promises of reforms towards more free use of women. What kind of leader would I then be if I did not let my own staff have their way with me?"Madam President, the journalist is here", my secretary said. Lara was not just my secretary, but also my granddaughter, though she looked to be in her mid-twenties while I. She tried it again, crossing them more carefully.It was close.She stood and faced away from the mirror to check her coverage from the rear. Bending from the waist as if she were leaning over a desk, she saw that the tops of her thighs showed, but no ass or pussy. She bent over a bit more, the way she would if she were retrieving something from a low filing cabinet.Pussy lips. Pouting pussy lips and perfect ass crescents.'So hot, ' she thought.Just to be funny she slid her skirt up a little. He said it was true and narrated the incident. His father used to be on business trip at least 15 days in a month and that there will be only two persons at home- my friend and his mother. My friend Logy told me that one night he was once masturbating in his bed at about 4 am having our class mate Jayanthi in his imagination. He was meddling his stick violently with his eyes closed thinking that there was nobody to watch his stealthy enjoyment. Suddenly he felt that his hot rod was caught hold.