Ek din ek report banate waqt mujhe problems as rahi this aur Sahil ussi project mein tha. So, I called him to help me out.Akriti: hello Sahil. I need ...our help regarding a report file. Please desk pe aa jaoSahil: umm. Sure akriti. Aata hu. Uss waqt akshit mere sath hi baithta thanks aur mere phone rakhte hi usne pucha ki “ussi ko bulana tha na tumhe? Ab ghurega gandi najar se.”“Haan toh? Mann kia toh aaj Pura dikha dungi Sahil ko”Akshit mera yeh jawab sun kar shock ho gaye… Aur mere chehre pe. Tia swept the trees with her camera as she walked, but she was getting bored of filming empty forest. She stopped to take a close-up of a millipede that trundled its way through the loam, when she smelled something peculiar. Pausing, she took a deep breath, trying to identify it. It smelled organic, almost like wet leaves, but there was a sweet, cloying undertone that reminded her of some type of flower. Lilacs? She wondered. She took another breath, and the sweetness became overpowering,. “Do you have another load in you, Mr. Harper?” she asked.“Anything for you, kitten.”“God, I love it when you call me names like that. I can’t remember the last time my husband talked to me like that. It just makes me feel so sexy.” “Well, you are sexy, my pet,” he told her.Beth gave him a big kiss and told him she wanted to be on top this time. Mr. Harper lay on his back and Beth straddled him. He was hoping she wanted to be fucked in the ass again but her ass must have been too sore for. The other guy sauntered off.Now or never! I casually let open my long coat revealing my hooker outfit, conscious we were still out on a busy street, with lots of people out for the night. I crouched down to hand him the money I had earned whoring myself out. I told Ginger, with Greycap listening, that I had been pimped out to collect money for the homeless and I wanted some return for my good deeds, I smiled and winked.Obviously my skirt barely covered anything and my cunt was leaking wet. I.