Rathore sir – Leela ji, ye t-shirt to tight hai, agar aapko bura na lage to main aise hi padha lu.Mummy Rathore sir ko dekhne lagi aur unki chut gee...i hone lagi.Mummy – Koi baat nahi Rathore ji.Aur sexy si smile Rathore sir ko di. Fir Rathore sir mujhe padhane lage. Mummy apne room mein chale gayi. Thodi der baad Rathore sir bole.Rathore sir – Kartik, beta mujhe thand lag rahi hai.Main – Aapko kuch chahiye sir?Rathore sir – Beta bura mat manana. Lekin agar thodi whiskey mil jaati to acha hota.. Let me have Stacy clear my calendar for the rest of the day and I’ll drive out to you. From what I’m hearing, we’re going to need a more relaxing place than my office to talk.”“You’re probably right. I’ll have Jodi fix some lunch. Daddy, you’re not going to believe what I’ve got to say.”Cain walked in the house feeling very out of place. He was wearing a pair of blue Dockers and blue/white striped shirt. On his feet was a pair of nice looking loafers. Beth found him very attractive. He. "Oh yes," she moaned, "I love what you're doing."After a minute she moved her other nipple to the hole and I replicated the attention. Feeling confident, I then said, "Back up, I want to see your breasts." Okay," she obeyed, her tone tentative.I peeked through the hole. All I could see was her breasts and the ends of her long blonde hair. I stared in utter awe of the large breasts."Do you like?" She asked."I think I've died and gone to heaven," I said, staring at them."How about you fuck me. She lived in one of a house in the same campus of our official premise with her 3 year old son. My residence is situated separately from the barrack and other employees. Mani doesn’t had any extra look, she looks like a typical Indian Lady. Wheatish complexion, medium height, little amount of fat at her belly. She usually wore saree. As I was bit aware of external beauty, I asked her to maintain good dress up with neat and tidy. At present she get a low wages as salary from my pocket. But she.