He zipped into the office and didn't really acknowledge me. Was that good or bad?By one o'clock or so, it has slowed sufficiently that Nancy went back...to her duties in the outer office. She gave me a little wink and a wry smile when she thought no-one was looking. That's all it took to start the blood pumping for me. Suddenly, my eyes were darting to all the other workers to see who might be aware of what was going on. I couldn't detect any recognition, and everyone was acting normal. Why. "'Why?' You might ask. Why would someone of my reputation andeducation debase myself for a thug like Andre? It's easy: Because.The cock. Is. That. Good." Don't worry, you'll learn soon enough. Your wife is learning rightnow. She was faithful to you, I have no doubt, but she's never hadAndre...and there's no going back after that glorious deep dicking.She'll convert....He'll make her his bitch, and I DO mean 'bitch' inevery sense of the word. You see, Andre likes to have his newly. As Savitha was driving, Rajitha used to answer my call.When ever we called them, their answer use to be like, “Abha! Aagandi ra vasthunnamu darilo unnamu.” (Huffff, wait a while, we are on the way)” Then I got a call from Rajitha asking us to come to the parking area. So Madan and I went to the parking area.We found that those two bitches were wearing beautiful sarees. They were mind-blowing, in fact, dick raising. Rajitha was wearing a violet saree, while Savitha was wearing a black saree. I. The 19-year-old punk seemed like a pro at same-sex sex. Even though it was my first time with another guy, he wasted little time in opening me up and making me his little bitch. I had no idea what happened during his first year of college to make him so self-assured, and so dominant, but I was certainly reaping the benefits. All I had to do was submit to him and Ayden made my asshole feel loads of pleasure.After several minutes of fingering me, he was finally ready for the main event. I stayed.