Krne lagi or thodi der me upr hui or mera pura lund bahr nikal diya or uski chud me se toilet nikal or wo chud k yaha se kapne lagi or toilet ki dhr s...mne mirro tk chali gai or ruk ruk k uska toilet nikala or wo jamin pe toiletKrte hai jese bet gai or dono tango ko chipka liya or toilet kren lagi kapti hui mene kaha kya hu to boli nai or aankhe band krti rakhi or nasili aawj me boli yar rahul bot jada maza aat hai yar fir thodi der me wo waps ab meri orMuh krke mere upr aai or lund ko pkd k. Now I had to face what our night of bliss would cost me. Ben’s cock was pulling at his pants to come out. “Kathy, what’s it going to be?” I couldn’t think of a way out of it. I couldn’t lose my job. I had no husband to support me and teaching was what I had always wanted to do. I wasn’t about to give it all up so I did what had to be done. I unzipped his pants. Ben knew he had won. He smiled like a Cheshire cat. “Not here slut,” he said. I was about to get to know the real Ben in all. Just as I really begin to enjoy the sensations, he’s moving again, leaving a trail of wet kisses down the centre of my body.When he gets to the area just below my stomach, he stops to appraise the view in front of him. As his hands gently prise my thighs apart, he takes his time to savour the details of my smooth pussy, which I had waxed the other day, knowing from our conversations that this would be his preference. His face seems to light up as he takes in my scent; he’s clearly been looking. I swear I heard the chair scream ‘Help me’ as he leaned backward.“Yes,” I said. “I can definitely manage both.”“Good,” Justin said as he leaned forward. “Just have to have you sign these papers and take a drug test and everything will be good for you to start in a week.”“Thanks,” I said as I stood up.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ ~A week flew by in a hurry, and soon I was donning the red and white stripes of the company uniform, complete with a red apron. What Justin failed to mention was that.