Nandita was wearing a long skirt and a blouse. Her fair back glistened in the layer of oil. Nandita was feeling relaxed as her father’s hard muscled...hand moved around her little waist. Randhir was somewhere else his mind took him in the pleasure of Nandita’s mom memories. Nandita’s touch reminds him of her mom, His love. It was years he had been with any woman.His mind was playing some other beautiful memories of lovemaking with Nandita’s mother. Those were around 17 to 18 years ago. She was. .Itna bol k usne ek pair utha k sofe pr rkha jis se skirt Kmar tk srk gyi or uski lal panty pr uski choot ki fanke ubhri hui dikhne lgi. Mein-wo to mujhe b nhi h.L-m b tumhare sath enjoy krna chahti hun. Mein-to itni dur q baithi ho. . Wo muskura k uthi or meri godi m baith gyi maine uske hont choom liye or uski skirt unchi krke uski jaanghein mslne lga.Fir uske bobe dabaye. L-waise pinki n bataya ki tum jabrdast chudai krte ho. Mein-tum khud dekh lena. M la gyi. L-uffff……Yahi aise hi chodoge. The group of guys starin’ at her from across the room weren’t in earshot, if we kept it low, but they were leanin’ in our direction and grinnin’ and muttering to each other like they were bettin’ on which of them was gonna ball her first. They were like that—every damn one of them out on the floor. Except for Tiny, of course, but he was just Tiny. You didn’t often know what Tiny was thinkin’ about anything, and everybody—and I mean everybody—stayed out of Tiny’s way. ‘Yeah, but the foreman is. .. I mean, we will be working closely together. And you can call me Robert when we are alone here in the office, if you like. In front of clients or the others here in the office it has to be Mr. Davidson, but just between us you can call me Robert," he said. "Yes, you can call me Betty... Robert," she said, smiling shyly. "And I would love to be your secretary. Thank you so much!" "Well before you thank me, let me tell you what the job entails. You will be my personal secretary and assistant..