I went in the kitchen and she followed me I told her to pass the spices and washing powder for which she bent.Holy fuck that ass felt like ripping it ...ff that moment and fucking it hard.We started arranging the stuff meanwhile I asked her if she has kids to which she told me that she does not because of some medical complications.”I’m sorry” I said.“Why are you saying sorry anyways my husband doesn’t care he is all about his work I am an independent woman so it has made me strong to deal with. ”I did so, and ask for the sergeant. This time I was lucky and he was at the station. “What can I do for you, Mr. Jeeves?”“I am phoning on behalf of another member of staff, whose wife was dragooned on the doorstep of her home into buying a subscription to a group of establishments. The husband says they do not use, nor wish to use these places, so the sale was fraudulent and they wish to cancel. Unfortunately, the doorstep salesman is not identifiable at this time.”“Oh, that lot? There are. “I’m fine,” you answer. “You know how I feel about losing this way.” “I know,” she answers. “But you might need to go a bit easier on them. They’re still young, you know.” “They need to understand that nothing comes easy. They’ll always need to work hard, whatever they’re going to do,” you reply. “They’re young, they need to have fun as well. I’ve given everything, but I’ve also had fun. That’s what’s most important,” she tells you. You’re still very frustrated. “Sure, fun is important,. I over heard and found that they were talking about the hip, butt and boobs of Jisma James. I felt bad about that and so I wanted to tell her.But I had this inner feeling what would happen if I told her and she becomes furious on me.Days passed by, she herself figured out that the guys were stalking at her. he started covering her hip with saree by putting a safety pin along with the blouse. I was happy to see that. Everyday I was curious to check whether her hips are covered and not visible.