I knew the feeling. ‘Uh, Thomas.’ ‘Thomas,’ Patrick said, nodding as if he were programming it into his head. ‘I’ll try to remember but ...’m terrible with names.’ There was a pause in which Thomas gave a polite nod and went back to his mashed potatoes. But Patrick, of course, was never polite, and I was already expecting some comment. He didn’t disappoint. ‘Especially with Nina’s track record. Last month it was John, tomorrow it’ll probably be Rob. Good luck, Buddy.’ He gave Thomas a friendly. But nevertheless, I was in a public toilet with a stranger, having him at the entrance to my pussy. I am sure he went in a little bit, because I could feel him there, but I did not care and almost told him to just fuck me, I was dying to. He made me cum lots, I was saying ‘fuck, oh fuck, oh my god as I was cumming. I did not care if other people heard us, I just wanted to cum and cum again. I told him, I wish I could have his cock inside of me, and he told me he wished so as well. Fuck, I. In this part I am going to narrate how my step-mom Nagamani tortured me on her birthday for pleasure.Nagamani face kaipu ekkistundi. Pichekkinche andamaina mukku, verrekkinche smile, kobbaribondala lanti sallu, 44 size pirrala tho nagamani pita pita laadipothundi. Mad dad nagamani ki complete slave ayyaadu. Nagamani thana lovers Seenu, Anjaneyulu tho 24 hours denginchukuntu swarga sukhalu enjoy chestunnadi. Mad dad ni mukku pindi aadustu keelubommanu chesindi. Mad dad nagamani vangamante. No wonder the alarm had gone off."Come on, Cedric!" said the one who'd spoken first, his mind obviously miles away. "Here's your mask!"Ignoring this, I took one of my many keys and switched-off the alarm, so there was relative silence for a moment. "Here, you can't come here without your mask. Put it on now."On a sudden mad impulse, I did as I was bid. I felt that it magically placed me off-duty.Now it was Madam's classy voice, framing some of the foulest language on earth."You see, I told you..