The only disappointment at work was that I wouldn't be able to see her face everytime she came. We had been there for about an hour when I hit the but...on the first time as I stood up to look over the cubicles to see her getting up and almost running for the bathroom. In less than 10 minutes I got an e-mail telling me she came while locked in a stal in the bathroom. At out 10 o'clock break we both headed outside for a cigarette and I'm guessing that after her last orgasm she way dying fro one. I. Tab mein intezar karta raha kab woh so jaye.akhir woh ghadi ahi gayi.Meine check karne ke liye uske naam se pukara .Magar koi harkat usse nahin aya.Toh meine Dhire se uske dahine doodh ko chooa aur aur dhire se dabane laga kya mulayam the uske stan.Dhire dhire dabate dabate mein uska nipple search karne Laga aur phauran woh mil gaya.mein use dabane laga woh phuran hi tan gaya.Toh meine saamajh liya ke woh bhi soyi nahin hai.toh mera himat badhate hue uske night ke hook ko kholne laga usi samay. I could only listen to what he said, like the connection to my own brain had been severed."You feel a touch on your cheek." I was in such a high state of suggestibility now that I absolutely felt it! I gasped at how amazingly real it was. As if instead of my skin picking up the touch and sending the electrical signals to my brain, his voice had spoken directly to those neurons and ordered those same signals to fire. There was no difference in what I experienced. I felt a touch."Sssh," he calmed. “What if I weren’t breathing?” I asked.“I’d have to start CPR,” she declared.I popped open another beer and extending y arm and had in her direction.“I’m breathless,” I declared. “What do you do?”“Clear the airway and start CPR,” she said as she took a large gulp from the beer.“Have you ever done CPR?” I asked.“On a real person?”“Yes,” I replied.“No,” she said.“We can practice,” I proffered. It was a dangerous proposition, I know, but the beer had relaxed my inhibitions.She looked at me and.