I couldn’t help smile, when I was near Michelle. —– The details don’t matter, not to me. Samantha Jones was envious of the few minutes that I ...aised Michelle above her, and even worse because the Winter Recital was such a major social event that I had done it in front of all her friends, so what? Michelle’s ex-boyfriend was a junior and a hulking brute of a football lineman with jealousy running through his veins like acid, so what? The ex had two sycophants who would follow him into hell not. I hung my head, letting my thick, silky honey hair fall in my face. I gripped the arms of my chair tightly and breathed deeply to relax myself. The stress of managing everybody and making sure everything goes right is overwhelming. ‘Ms. Morris?’ My head snapped up to see my assistant, Michael, looking sheepishly at me, ‘Do you need anything?’ My full pink lips pulled up into a crooked grin, ‘Go home, Michael.’ He pushed his glasses farther up the bridge of his nose and smiled. ‘Thanks,’ He. He groaned as she slowly stroked him, and within moments he was rock hard and ready to be buried in her hot wetness. He quickly rinsed off the soap and stood back so she could rinse off as well, then he turned her with her back to him and pushed her shoulders slightly so she was bent over slightly. She braced herself with her hands on the wall as he spread her pussy lips and pressed his cock deep into her waiting sheath. He put his hands on her waist and started fucking her slowly at first. His. Nidhi ke gore gore boobs par ek black color ka till bhi kafi mast lag rha tha. Ye sab dekh kar mera lund ab pura khada ho gya. Mera lund ab meri pant me tambu bana rha tha. Mera lund Nidhi ko na dikhe isliye main use apne hatho se chupa rha tha.Par Nidhi apni tarchi nigaho se mere lund ko dekh rhi thi. Wo mujhe is halat me dekh kar sharama rhi thi aur mujhe dekh kar has bhi rhi thi. Hum doo ankhen ek dusre ki bato ka jawab de rhi thi.Nidhi – Rohan ab kya chupa rhe ho tum apne hatho ke piche.