I was in Kolkata with my husband for his friend’s marriage about 3 months ago. As he was busy meeting all his friends, I decided to meet Sonal, a sc...ool friend of mine. I was new in town, and she told me to come to Belgachia metro stations from where she planned to pick me up.I got up at the Tollygunj metro station, and since all the seats were taken, stood near the junction of two coaches, as it was relatively cooler there. I was told that the journey would take about thirty minutes and Sonal. But my Boss had to deliver an important dossier by Monday early morning; so the bitch said she would compensate my effort anyway…I was trying to focus in the computer screen, when I heard a strange noise coming from Barbara’s office. I was sure this filthy bisexual bitch had left early; but now anybody was there…I woke up quietly from my chair and walked out the alley.Barbara was there; she had gone home to change her clothes to be more comfortable; but she was back. I saw she was wearing now. Normally, I would call upon her once a week for my needs to be met, but now that my favorite house slave was sold off three days ago, I have been calling on her daily, always in the morning after breakfast. This morning is no different, in fact it is one of the most important for it is very bad to head to the slave market with a load built up…it can be very difficult to think with the right head when trying to drive a bargain with the slave traders. If release has not been available, it is very. Donna just looked at him and said ‘Okay’. With no more conversation they left the bar to walk the two blocks down to the hotel. Once outside the club Charlie led them down a back alley between two office buildings, knowing the shortcut would get them there faster. Instead, halfway down the alley he stopped, pushed Donna up against the wall, fell to his knees between her legs, and buried his face in her sopping pussy. The cold air, quickly replaced by Charlie’s hot mouth sent a shock through her.