He reacted to my dainty fingers journeying over the growing bulge in his pants, slowly moving his hands up and down my sides until they came to rest o... my firm breasts, and my fingers deftly unfastened the button on his jeans.I slowly unzipped his trousers, and as he moved his hands to caress my shapely backside, I reached in and took his growing member in my hand, softly gripping it and stroking it as he moaned softly. I worked his jeans from his legs, and removed his shirt standing before. Iwanted to run over to the house and kick all the mafia men where it reallyhurts. I paced back and forth. I was never so afraid in my life. Why don'twe just call the police? No, I decided. It was my fault that he was there.I would find a way to save him. I would find a way without us being shotto death. My heart was in a gallop every time I seen the house.The Woman's name was Laura. We decided that I had to get a good nightsleep and then tomorrow I could peek through the windows in the house. Oh, yes. Lick that pussy. Lick that pussy clean. Hmmmmmmmmmm. Aaaaaaaaah! Oooooooooooh!" She managed to take a few pictures of me eating her pussy but her hand collapsed on her due to her ever growing orgasm. I licked and I licked and sucked that shit up and as always Cynthia was loving every minute of it. "Fuck!", she said. "Hmmmmmmmm. Suck that pussy.. I said, “Yes, I really want it”. He then said, “Come here”. I went and stood in front of him.Mr. Bhajwal then said, “Come and sit on my lap” and rubbed his crotch. I was really shocked and said, “I am sorry. I am not how you think of me. I will not do such things to get a job”.He said, “That’s your choice. I gave you an offer and you rejected it. You may leave now”. I was really sad and wondered what to do.A month later, I got another job interview and this time, I was really desperate. I went.