I could hear the slight quiver in your voice as you spoke...knowing where my thoughts were....enough of this work you said....and i agreed and asked i... you would like to share a glass of wine with me....your eyes light up as i moved over to the cabinet...opening the small bar fridge i pulled out a bottle of champagne that i had been saving for a special occasion... and two glasses...i pulled one of the comfortable office chairs...over and asked you to sit down... you did smiling up to me as i. Early twenties. Caucasian. He had the thin yet muscular build and a motorcycle club patch on his jacket. She considered questioning him right then, but restrained herself and let him stew in a common cell until the morning. Instead Erica Vargas insisted the LAPD do her one last favor, and allow her to interrogate him first. As he was chained to the table, he did nothing but stare at her. She only stared back, counting the seconds and savoring the moment. "How do you know me?" Vargas said at. Swati went down on his face and gave him her loads of orgasms directly in his mouth he tasted it and said loudly Waaaaaah Waaaah, Tujhya navra tar tujhi rasdaar puchhi rozach chaatat asel.He removed his head from her pussy route and unclasped her brassiere out on his shoulders. I was still wondering about her panties. After undoing her soft velvet brassiere he uttered these words as “waha wah kaay chhaan kabutara (pigeons) aahet tujhe. Ekdum tokdaar (pointed) kaay manuke (nipples) aahet tujhe. .AND WHEN YOU DO COME HOME I WILL BE WAITING FOR YOU WITH A TRENCH COAT ON AND BLACK HEELS WITH NOTHING ELSE ON. WHEN YOU COME IN THE DOOR I'M GOING TO KISS YOU DEEPLY WHILE YOU TIGHTLY GRIP MY ASS CHEEKS THROUGH MY TRENCH COAT. AS WE KISS I CAN FEEL THE VIBRATION OF YOUR MOAN IN MY MOUTH AS YOU REALIZE THAT NO PANTIES ARE COVERING MY PHAT ASS. AS WE CONTINUE KISSING YOU UNTIE MY TRENCH COAT AND SLIDE IT OFF OF MY SHOULDERS LETTING IT FALL TO THE GROUND. YOU BREAK OUR KISS TO TAKE A STEP BACK.