Wir haben bereits ein Babyzimmer eingerichtet und dekoriert. Es gibt eine offene Stelle in unserer Postabteilung und ich versuche, die Fäden zu ziehe..., damit sie dort angestellt wird. Dort zahlt nicht man mehr so ​​viel wie früher, aber es ist immer noch ein gutes Geld.Mein unmittelbarer Vorgesetzter ist Mr. Beal. Er verlangt von allen in seiner Sektion, ihn so zu nennen. Er ist ein großer schwarzer Mann von etwa 35 Jahren. Als er mich vor fünf Jahren interviewte, sagte er: "Sie werden mich. That night after going home we texted.Me- hi harini this is kiran here.Her- hey kiranMe- reached home safely?Her-yeah I stay nearby only.Me- oh that’s cool…Her you should come to my house sometime for dinner.Me- yeah I like that plan.Her- what about next week after our meet up?Me- that sounds perfect.After that day we kept chatting together like new lovers for hours together and I even send her some horny and naughty jokes for which she laughs and it was a green signal for me.Then the next week. Lydia was sighing and moaning and starting to slowly hump her hips as I reached her anus with my nose and sniffed deeply of the slightly pungent but tantalizing, alluring odor of her tender ass hole, re-registering on my brain the woman's scent that I remembered so well as the scent of my woman.I then brought my tongue into action as I began to re-trace my steps back up her body licking and sucking gently on the sensitive rim of her anus and the skin between her ass and her cunt then sticking. Joeywas rising … in a while, she was back with the file I needed."Is this the fax and order you are looking for earlier?"she came over and flipped opened the binder … she leanedover my desk, her left leg bending at the knee and slowlyraising into the air … her T was stuck between her hot youngbody, tummy to be specific, and my old desk … the T stretchedas she leaned further over, hugging tightly to her firmbreasts … over the pile of binders and papers on my desk,I could easily make up the shape.