But doing it while catching you sneaking Usha’s underwear was not the way I wanted it,” added Manoj sir, as he played with Usha’s panties.Kishen...didn’t know what to say. He just looked down, embarrassed.“I am sorry, sir,” he begged.Kishen heard Deepti giggling again. He noticed she was looking at him as though they were playing a prank on him. And just as Kishen turned back to Manoj sir’s direction, he was shocked to see him fully immersed in sniffing the pantie.Opening his eyes and seeing. I slide my hand through his hair and grip a handful as I use his mouth as a fuckhole. He just takes it. To be honest, degrading him like a whore isn't what I truly want, but I can't help myself. Whenever I'm around this beautiful girly boy, I lose control. Primal instincts take over and all I can think about is breeding him like a bitch.As long as I'm being truthful to myself, I actually like him. Not just as a fuckhole or because he stirs some deeply filled lust within me, but I honestly have. Closing the glass doors behind us he escorted me into the main area of his vast suite.“About that cigarette” he saidI walked over toward him and unzipped my dress. Standing before him in my erotic black lingerie I realised I was panty less and my shaved pussy as on display to a man other my husband. He stepped toward me pulling me close to him as his tongue explored my lips. His other hand slid down the slit of my bald pussy as two fingers opened my hole and hooked their way inside my wet hot. Yes, YES IT DID!!! And i would keep a memento to, i took the thermometer, placed it in his case and put it in my pocket, went to the briefing room and put it in my backpack. Yes, i’m a thief, maybe, but it was stronger than me, i had to have it, forever! That and the memory of Amber.They would not miss it, we had a hole case of them on the trolley and every week two of them would not survive it… So why the hell not keep this ‘special’ one for myself?part 4Later on the day i got the phonecall.