But in that night I rewinded the episode of our meet.I believe in one thing, sex is a part of life and one should taste it for sure only with loved on...s.I went to their flat in the next day morning and she is already there. I am really shocked to see her. She wore a saree which is clearly showing her navel, the flowing shape of the hip and the way she wore saree is sexy.She is just looking like a sexy goddess. I was not able to control and I tried to manage. Then she asked me weather I am. The first two rooms seemed normal.She tried to listen to what they were talking about. But they were only talking about the girls and which one of them was going to propose to whom. The normal conversation which the boys of that age would have. Then she walked over to the last room in the corridor, where the trouble makers were staying.The room had the lights on and seemed suspiciously quiet. She placed her ear on the door in an attempt to listen to what they were talking about. She could hear. She looks so different, while still the same. The look does give off a sexual facade. Her parents, if they could see her now, or knew all that she has done today, would be rolling in their graves.There she sits, makeup on, but naked in front of the man of her dreams who is also naked, and a little hard again. She leans forward and takes Donald’s cock in her hand and jerks it as she lowers her lips to his glans. She sucks a little on it while jerking him and caressing his balls. He moans. Their only directive: as long as it’s logged everything is fair game. If this sounds like a setup for serious drama you are mistaken.You are G, only to be referred to by a randomly assigned letter designation like everyone else at this facility. You were recruited to join the research team and almost passed on it, but the money was impossible to ignore. After a surprisingly arduous application process you were put on a plane, then a helicopter in a blindfold. Upon landing you were ushered to.