Mr. Anderson asked if anyone would stay and help him finish a project and lock-up. I quickly volunteered. Some of the other woman smiled at how quickl... I spoke-up. I wonder how many of them (they are all very attractive) he has played around with after hours. As soon as the last person was out the door, Mr. Anderson came up behind me as I was typing on the computer. He put his hands on my shoulders and said, “I'm glad you offered to stay.” Then he ran his hand up my neck and across my chin with. Karib fir 1 mnth baad mujhe ye mauka mila … Mai pahle ye bata du ke sagufta ka pati jo ki passn dignr tha uska kaam kabhi yaha to kabhi waha rahta tha is waqt wo mumbai me tha … Hamara offce chutti tha to arman aur hamlog milkar kahi ghumne jane ka planng kie to hamlogo ka fixe hua ke hamlog bas ki safar karnge aur aagra jaynge maine bhi haa boldia aur uski bahan sagufta uski bache jo 3 saal ka tha wo fir 2 din baad hamlog nikalne lage mai bas karib pohncha dekha ab tak koi pohncha nhi hai. In fact, we didn’t even make love the first three weeks that Ilse came to clean my house. Naturally, I was always in the mood, but I left the decision to Ilse. I think it was the wise thing to do too since it felt like a sort of test.Of course, I was frustrated like hell, but I had other ways to take care of that. I made sure that I didn’t pressure her. When we finally made love after a month it felt special, even better than the first time since we didn’t have to rush. I guess she couldn’t. He moaned. My hands being soapy, I was able to roll his balls around a little in my hand. He moaned louder, but not entirely in pain I thought. “Tell me I’m a bigger stud than you.” “No way” I squeezed harder. “Oh fuck, man, that hurts me,” he cried. “Tell me I’m your stud!” “No” I then stuck my other finger, which was soapy, into his asshole an inch or so. He squealed a bit, so I thrust it all the way in. “Oh my god! . . . Oh my God!” cried Billy, shocked at this unexpected invasion. I could.