My real interview begins now the first one whose name was Rachna is quite experienced and though she has a regular boyfriend who fucks her quite often...she also gets screwed by other guys whenever she finds a nice guy and she was screwing her previous boss, I now ask her to show me her boobs and her cunt, she comes near me asks me undress her myself, I first open her shirt and then her bra, her breasts are quite big and sagging a bit I squeeze them and then I lift her skirt she is wearing a. His first shots were overwhelming even to my magically enhanced throat, and I had no choice but to pull back, taking load after thick pearl load to my tits, face, neck and pussy. Thank the Gods that I had won, dear reader! For the pleasure-inducing quality his pre-spunk had emitted before was now ten-fold in strength with his actual load. I moaned and writhed in the shower of him, rubbing it into my flesh wherever it touched, savagely sawing my hands into my own aching cunt, coaxing orgasm. If you’re interested leave a note back here tomorrow.I wasn’t confident I would get a response in the least bit. But that didn’t stop me from pondering what her possible response would be if she even gave one. I wrestled with if I had even taken the right approach. I kind of felt lame, but I had been out the game so long I wasn’t sure I could just go up and talk to her like. I wrecked my brain all day about this. I ended up grabbing a drink at the bar up the block on the way home. I had a. She comes up and says hello. You have never met her so you are still unaware of what is in store. She sits down and joins us. We start talking and my friend scoots in closer and closer to me and you realize she is rubbing her hands inside my thighs. You give her a glare and she notices. She asks you if you are jealous you quickly stammer and try to hide your feelings. She asks you if you would rather her be rubbing you. You are at a loss for words. I quickly speak up and say sure. Give.