” Dan sat beside her, placed her feet across his legs, and began to massage her feet.“That feels nice!” she sighed. She looked at him as he rubb...d her feet then up to massage her calves. “You are very good with your hands. Why do you do this to me?”“What am I doing wrong?”“Nothing. Why do you make me love you so much?”“I didn’t know I was making you love me. I hope it comes naturally to you.”“It does very easily. Thank you, Dan, for everything, for loving me and my boys.”“You quite welcome, my. Or aik dhaka maar kay ruk gaya or didi kay shoulders ko dono haatho main pakar liya or still ose tarha tahra raha . or didi apna sir edhar udhar mare rahi or , phir 2 yah 3 mint bad apna lora bhair nikala to phir wase awaaz aye jasay bottel kholi ho or didi ose tarha layt gaye or wo admai didi kay pass bhathGaya or didi ki choot kay lips pore tarha kolay hoay thay or bech main say os ki cum nikal rahi thi . didi apni choot band karna chhate thi but band nahi ho rahi thi , didi ki choot kay lips. Before she left home that day, Sally had already decided not to wear any underwear, and had put on a very tight little black skirt that would show off her pussy whenever she wasn't standing. On top she decided on a very thin white blouse, that if you looked hard enough you could just make out the outline of her nipples and breasts. This time she was not planning on letting him leave her office without him fucking her.Steve walked into Sally's office with the the ideas that he had, Sally tolled. It was still a little creepy but not as bad as before."Is this okay?" I asked. "I mean, is this good enough so we don't have to call the cops right away?" I figured I could put up with it as long we kept all our clothes on, and I was pretty good at keeping guys under control."So far so good," he said.He started to kiss me again. Then I felt his other hand on my leg, stroking and squeezing me through my jeans. His fingers were only a couple of inches from my pussy, so I clamped my thighs.