His fingers slowly started riding up and when they reached my wet panty he put his index finger and rubbed my cunt gently. Luckily, the day before Pra...eed gave me a close shave to my pussy. The man was rubbing along. After one or two minutes, his finger slipped my panty to the side and felt the pussy lips. I was shaking by then. I bent my knees little to press my pussy hard on his fingers. Meanwhile I was telling about this man to Praseed .Praseed said he know this already and he was the reason. Mr. Dean started to exit the elevator, “See my secretary for your itinerary.”I stood in the elevator and took in the news, almost missing my floor. This is what I needed; a chance to get away and a chance to move up the ladder. I exited the elevator and met Gloria, Mr. Dean’s secretary.“Congratulations Elisabeth.” She said as she handed me a packet of papers. “This is a very important task.”“Thank you Gloria. I am very excited.” I said, heading to my office.I sat down at my desk and went. She went mad with pleasure. So did I then I inserted my finger in her pussy and fingered her for a while needless to say, my mouth was still enjoying her boobs and nipples.She released a lot of fluid and started moaning oohhh dear fuck me get your tool down there and ram me. I am all yours fuck me hard! But I was thinking to take bhabhi out of this world I started kissing her navel and entered my tongue in her navel she closed her eyes and started moving her fingers in my hairs and moaning. I wanted it to be something more than just a sordid little experience where she lost her cherry. I wanted it to be something she would treasure, something on which she would build throughout her adult life, something she would smile about and remember the pleasure of her first time. I suppose our social circumstances had something to do with the dilemma I faced. Although we like to think that class no longer exists in England it, of course, still does and is alive and.