Isneaked back to the back door where Melanie and Sarah were both in fitsof laughter at my predicament. "Where's my stuff" I pleaded, almost in awhispe... because I didn't want to attract attention, "There's only girl'sstuff, looks like Lucy's. Where's mine?" "It was Sarah who replied asMelanie was laughing too much, "You've obviously never used a washingmachine, did you really think it would only take 15 minutes to wash anddry clothes in the state yours were. It will be another....... oh, 45. “Yes! Yes! Yes! I’m fucking cumming!” I was gasping and desperately pounding myself.“MMMM show me that sweet little cunt. Cum for me and let me see you cum….you little slut.” I leaned back and opened my legs while I continued to abuse my own pussy for this stranger. I had to fight off the urge to scream and alert the people up front.“MMMM you do have a pretty little pussy Lily.” he had sat down on the plastic chair, cock standing straight up. Looking at it throb I regained my composure and. ! Mera naam Akshat (18 male) hai mai Nasik Maharashtra ka rehne wala hu agar aapko meri story pasand ayi toh aap ye email par contact kar sakte ho Abhi mai story par ata hu. Hamara busness hai toh client ke ghar aana jana rehta hai aisa hi hamare ek client unke paas muze dad ne payment laneke lia bheja tha. Par muze unka address pata nahi tha toh mai unke area me gaya aur unko call kia toh unhone kaha ki wo gharpar nahi hai teri bhabhi hai gharpar wo tuze lene signal par aajayegi hamara unse. He didn’t say anything, but just stood there, staring at me. What was he thinking? I couldn’t tell, which was unusual for us. He didn’t look sad, and there was no misery on his face, as there was with mine. It hurt me even more to see that. ‘Have you come to say goodbye?’ I asked softly, trying to keep my voice steady. If only I could will myself to look away from him, but I couldn’t. No, I wanted to torture myself awhile longer. ‘Goodbye…’ he said it, not to me, but more to himself, as if.