I must confess I love eyeing up all the women around about me. Casting my eye over their pretty faces, imagining the feel of their soft hair in my han...s, the smell of their perfume as I move close to them. Then my eyes will wander down and absorb the curves of their breasts, glancing at that delicious cleavage, possibly even spying the nipples protruding through her top. Then my eyes move down to check out her ass and finally her crotch, imagining if she has a shaved pussy, or a thin pubic. Here I was, sitting and waiting for a TG escort in front of her friends and roommate. Made me feel like a pervert. I waited about fifteen minutes before Tiffany came to collect me and she looked hot and just like her photo. She was wearing a very short black micro mini skirt that was pleated and flared out at the hem and a white button-down shirt she had tied up to make it so her belly was bare and I could see the red bra through the material. Her long hair was in two ponytails. She looked. But all of that was before he losthis job to what he called "gender politics"."It's Eric is all," Julia said.Samantha frowned."He's still out of work," Julia said, pursing her lips in frustration."It's been over a year and a half now. He's having a really hard timegetting a job," she added."What's that got to do with you?" Samantha asked peering at Juliaintently. "If anything, he should be thrilled that more money will becoming in, excited that you're career is taking off," Samantha said witha. Maine kaha ki yar kya tum muh se meri garmi kam kar sakti ho to wo pahli bar sexy aawaj me boli. Aap ka hukm sar aankhon pe sarkar. Aur uth ke mera land apne muh me le liya. Bus ke dhhakke mere land ko apne aap uske muh ki gahraiyon me le ja rahe the. Use bhi maja aane laga. Thodi der bad hi meri halat kharab hone lagi. Maine kaha ki ab jo bhi ho mujhe chodne ki ichha ho rahi hai. Pahle to wo boli ki main period se hun. Magar fir boli money mujh se bhi raha nahin ja raha please kuchh karo..