"Thanks again, Johnson." You are welcome, Sir."Returning my attention to the paper, I opened it to pages two and three, and my jaw dropped. There on p...ge three was a photograph of Sylvia Harper, with her hands up in front of her face, trying to avoid an obviously insistent photographer. She had done a good job concealing her identity. Fortunately for her, the paper had done the rest and placed a black rectangle over her face. She was almost impossible to identify, unless one recognised the. This was, well, interesting. I didn't know her very well, but I saw enough of her that I knew her general personality was gay and bubbly. She was always smiling and friendly, making little jokes and so on. An eternal optimist.I tapped lightly on her door, but she didn't seem to hear me. After a few seconds, I banged on it, and she literally screamed.I opened the door, which she had apparently left unlocked, to see her cowering in the corner, a look of abject terror on her face."Hey, Ice Cream. She rubbed her hand over her pussy lips and started telling me how she was so horny and that she had invited one of her friends over to fuck her tonight. After she put me in the closet and left the door slightly ajar so I could watch. This was the first time I got to see her being fucked. It wasn't long before the doorbell rang and she went to meet her friend still butt naked. It took a long time before she came back to our room towing her friend by the biggest cock I have seen in real life. It. .mai jis jaisi aurat ke talash me tha waisi ek aurat mujhe dikhi 37-40 ki thi kya msat gand thi usaki aur sat me usaki bilkul 16-17 ki beti thi jeens aur t shirt paheni thi o market se ghar ja rahe themaine soch ku na pich karke dekha jaye konsi building me rahati hai so mine dosto se kaha “yar mujhe jana hai office ka kuch pending kam ajj sat laya hu o karana hai kal milate hai ” aur mai usi raste pe chalane laga o dono mere age age chal rahi thi sadi me usaki hilati huwi mast gand ne me lund.