"Ohhh, shiiit. What the hell?". I fell to my knees, my legs losing allstrength as the sensations flowing from my leaking cock throbbedthrough me. I sh...vered as the soft carpet brushed against the smooth,sensitive skin on my legs, feeling little tingles of pleasure whereverI touched the floor."What is happening to me?" I cried helplessly. I didn't recognise thehusky voice coming from my mouth. I was breathing hard, my chestheaving, growing tighter and tighter with what felt like pure. For those that don’t remember it, OMO was a popular washing powder at the time. The takers were usually tradesmen. Milkmen, postmen or the one that interested me, door to door salesmen. I’d been on the job for almost a year and been all over the country with the firm but still hadn’t come across the soapbox and was beginning to think my colleagues were pulling my leg. Then something happened that really changed my mind.We were working down in Cornwall, in the Truro area I think and I’d been. Alex had very dark brown hair, and you had brown. As far as friends went, the guys went without saying. You hung out with them all the time. But you didn't have as strong relationships with the girls. You were hoping that this trip would bring you some mental relationships, but also some sexual ones too.The girls got out of the car. You took a moment to stare at them and take in every inch of their gorgeous bodies. Karen was first. She was average size with black hair and solid B-cup breasts. Ammur bota ar botar charpaser garo britter ongsota purotay amar mukher vetorei bola chole. Ekta halka lomba tan, erpor gile fela, evabei khassi somoy nie, jate ei vabe dirgho somoy katate pari. Bam buker dudh furie gese pray. Otate abar jamuk apatoto eta kha bolte bolte ammu aro egie ese amar matha niche thele dan buker chura amar mukhe dhukie dilo. Setao bes somoy nie khelam epastate arektu jomese eta mukhe ne ami upor dike mukh ghuralam.Ma khanik sore gie jhuke bamta abar jhulie anlo. Mukhe.