Fir mene usse gift diya fir mene kit kat choclate khole aur use kaha ke ise mere style me khate hai aur ek side se mene muh me rakha ek side usne le l...ya fir khate khate hamare lips tuch ho gaye aur humne kiss start kiya, wo mere life ka pehla kiss tha, humari dono ke ankhe band thi, bahot lambba humne kiss kiya.Fir me uski gardan pr kiss karne laga or apna hath uski peth par gumane laga aur dhere dhere uskiuske gand par leke gaya aur sehlnae laga aur fir uske boobs bhi uper se dabaye aur hum. My thoughts were interrupted by Mr. Emerly, ‘Miss Prentiss, please have a seat’ he motioned to one of the wing backed chairs. ‘I hope you’ll be comfortable in here, I’m afraid the room was designed specifically for male tastes.’ ‘On the contrary, I love it.’ I replied as Vonne entered with a silver tray carrying a silver coffee carafe, two cups and accessories. ‘Thank you, Vonne.’ Mr. Emerly said, ‘And, please, remind me at of that conference call at 3:00, I don’t want to miss it.’ ‘Certainly. . I do. Right now. You’re not gonna go around saying that I’m not any good in bed without at least trying it first”I was serious. I was horny as hell. I had a raging boner from looking down her dress ten minutes earlier, and she had insulted my sexual prowess, which, as of yet, I didn’t have. It took every ounce of courage I could muster to try this, but the only way to resolve all of these issues was to fuck her. At least in my adolescent mind. I was nervous as hell, but at this point I had to. Well, he did most of the talking, asking questions, which I willingly answered. He didn't criticize my behavior, although I'm sure he would have liked to beat some sense into me. It was good to have someone to pour my heart out to."Be ready at seven AM. We'll have breakfast," he said as he was leaving.I agreed to have breakfast with him, although I can't remember the last time I ate anything that early. What else was there to talk about? I had told him everything. Wasn't he supposed to offer.