” “You KNOW you have to take off your pants in the showroom, don’t you? The clerk said. “Well, my pussy needs some air. You think I’m a Girl...Scout?” “You have to sign a waiver and a photo release.” “Hand me a pen, Bitch” Said Sara. “Drop your pants, babe” said the clerk, and announced on the PA. “The biggest dildo contest is resuming, over here.” He said to Sara, “The last contestant took one in all the way, 15 inches long and “7 inches around.” “You’ve got to be kidding” said Sara. “No really,. Jaanvi: Hi. What?! From whom?Me: Well, there is a story about you on a website called Indian Sex Stories.Jaanvi: About me on Indian Sex Stories?Me: Yes.Jaanvi: Oh My God! What is it about?Me: It is about the way you treat your clients when they come on a private chat with you and how you make love with them online.Jaanvi: What is the name the person had used?Me: Of course, Jaanvi. That’s why I told you that I heard a lot about you.Jaanvi: Fine. Hope people would like it and not judge me.Me: You. She adjusted my cock in my pants with skill and aligned it to my body as she slid up my leg and pressed her wet pussy straight down on that hard shaft. Only the cloth of my pants and underwear separated us."Ohh ... damn ... you feel so hard. So large and so hard. God, you make me so hot."Her voice was more a moan as she whispered into my ear. I felt a chill course through my body as I felt her overheated pussy squirm on me. Her lips found my neck and soon she was kissing and suckling on my neck. But first, you must accompany me somewhere thatmight help your mind." No psychiatrist, no psychologist!" the boy exclaimed."No, not those. Someone who may address the problem more directly. I'msorry, everyone, but our lunch date is off. This must be doneimmediately. Peter, I request your help escorting this young man to mycar." Of course, sir," he said.Mr. Matsumoto took him by the arm, and Peter followed behind them as theyleft the suite. The last I heard from them was Mr. Matsumoto.