The boss is my uncle. But we were never close and are not close now. And believe it or not, no one knew when I applied for this job that he was my unc...e, nor did he know that I had applied for a job with his company. I got this job because I was qualified for it. There was no nepotism involved. And just to be clear, I am still not close to my uncle and I am was not planted here to spy on you. So you can all relax. Hell, I don't even like him!"I turned and left the room then. Maybe if they had a. Time niklta gya 3ed year aa gya Deepak mere pass aaya bola yaar tune sahi bola tha woo ab bol rhi hai ki woo mere saath nhi rhna chahti.Mai ne Deepak se pucha ki tune kabhi uske sath sex kiya tha Deepak ne saaf mana ker diya bola wo iss type ki ladki nahi thi yaar. mai hasne laga. Mai ne kha shikha apna kaam nikalna janti hai bus. Hum dono ko usse per bhut gussa tha.But hum dono ker bhi kya sakte the. Fir mai ne ek plan socha maine ajay ko phone kiya jo ki mera bhut purana dost tha or jaipur me. It is awesome."As he spoke, Gwen traced the outline of the muscles and gently prodded Nancy's navel with her fingernail."Now, here's the part I don't understand. Why die your hair? Your, you know, your..."Gwen said, "For christsakes, call it something, Idiot. How about 'pussy' or 'bush'?"Todd nodded. "Your bush is fantastic. It's so full and silky-looking. And, you're a real blond. Don't most women who want to be blonds, die their hair and end up with a light top and a dark bush? You do the. . . OH. . . .uhhhhh!!" she shrieked, moaning as fast as she could suck in breath. I let out a guttural groan as I began to shoot my cum inside her sweet ass, filling her up with the slick white sperm.We walked back to her house on shaky legs. We kissed passionately goodbye and she sneaked up the back steps of her home. I looked after her retreating figure with confusion. Did I feel something else amidst the burning embers of lust? Somthing that was a little more special? Who knew? And I was.