I am a regular reader of ISS. I am going to narrate my real-life incidents with you. I am writing this for the first time. So please ignore all the gr...mmatical mistakes.A little bit about myself, I am 5’9” with a fit body and 6” cock, which is thick enough to satisfy any horny girl.Without wasting time, let’s get into the story. There was a girl named Shruti from the MBA batch. She was my fuck-buddy for a long time. She used to share her sexual adventures on ISS. After reading Shruti’s story, a. Taking his eyes off the window he glanced around to see where Jordan was. He saw him off to the left side of him, his eyes glued to the window…or so he thought.Slowly he slid his right hand out from under his thigh watching the action going on behind the two-way mirror. At this point in time, he wished he had worn basketball shorts instead of jeans. It would have made it easier for his hand to slip inside the leg and do some readjustment. Glancing over at Jordan he figured he was still safe so. He never spared a single chance to hit on a beautiful hot girl like me. I thought to be a little playful as well. I bent myself on the table so that he had a clear vision of my cleavage from my shirt as I never used to button my top buttons.I bit my lower lip and said: “By the way that won’t work sir, cause if you come to bathe me, it will get even longer”.Pranav: Ha.. ha.. ha! You are a cunning rascal, Soniya.I winked and said: “Obviously sir, I accept who I am.”He produced a folder, gave it. The bomb-sniffing dog that Fry had seen near the building was straining at his leash and setting up a ruckus that the other dogs on the team were quick to pick up on.“Doctor Zayne! Stop!” Fry yelled at the woman. On hearing his voice, she changed course and headed directly toward Fry and the museum. Something was very wrong. That’s not Zayne, Fry thought as the officer released the dog. She was a few yards away when the dog brought her down. The dog’s master was moving in with an automatic.