As I looked out, I could see their feet, Miss Taylor in high heels and Mr.Smith in pants. Then I saw their feet turn toward each other and I could hea... the sound of kissing. After a while I got up enough nerve to move to the edge where I could see them. I then found myself looking right up Miss Taylor's dress, with a worms eye view of her shapely legs, leading right straight up between her thighs and her panties. They barely covered her pussy, and I could see her public hairs sticking our from. I'd just got out the shower so I didn't think about and panties or a bra. I opened the door and Alex helped himself into a chair and gave me his "I'm the strict landlord" look. After half an hour of begging and getting nowhere. I was desperate. I needed this apartment. That was for sure. "Look, I'll do whatever you want just let me stay. I'll try and get your money. Please." Annoyingly enough he wasn't concentrating on me, just my hardening nipples in my now see through shirt. thank you wet. Meri petticoat khola jab neech gira pankaj pura badale gaya meri gori jaanghein luhebha rahi thi haath phirane shure kiya dekh the hi meri blouse aur bra bhi nikale di and apni t-shirt uttar di. Itena hone kay bade khon aurat khade ho sakti thi main let ne ki khoshi kare ne lagi par pankaj ne Muhje deewar par phire se sate ka diya aur apni language se kuch kahe ne laga meri mammo aur puri body ko haath se phirane laga main kaise hi vaha se bed par let gayi pankaj ne apni jeans and underwear bhi. It was my third week there as an English teacher. I had received my TESOL/TESL Teacher Training Certification three months earlier in Boston and decided to teach in Tokyo for a year. My mother was Japanese so I was always curious about Japan. My date at the bar was a young woman named Rika. She was a beautiful 21 year old with a high giggly laugh and those wide doe eyes that tug at a man’s groin. She was one of my students. “OK. It sounds like fun. I’ll go!” I said “It.