Hers felt like C cups, the same as mine, except Jen’s were rounder.“Mmmmm, that’s nice,” she said.I started to undo her shorts, but as I reach...d for the button, I said, “Let’s go to the bedroom.”Jen needed little encouragement. We walked quietly down the hallway past Toby’s room, where the door was closed. It was quiet. As soon as I shut the door to my room, we clinched to kiss some more.I pulled off Jen’s blouse and bra, both of which hung loosely on her. She unbuttoned and peeled off my top.. At one point, Charlotte simply told her secretary to ignore the call.Then, she asked me what I had done. I told her about the side project I was doing for a friend and how I would get odd jobs from the internet to earn myself a little extra money. Charlotte’s face frowned with worry and she asked me if I had enough to live in the city. She also went as far as offering a couple of hundreds per month to ease my financial burden but I vehemently rejected. I didn’t need the help and I liked what I. Mene bhi uske gale me bahe daal di or maje se smooch karne lagi .Kuch der baad aslam hata or driving seat per jakar drive karne laga kala mere sath hi betha raha or hum dono ek dusre ke sarir k sath khelte rahe . Usne apna lund mere hath me pakda diya or m use aage piche karne lagi . Uska lund itna mota tha ki meri hath me pura bhi nhi aa rha tha .Kuch der me hamara ghar aa gaya . Aslam ne kaha apne kapde thik kar lo . Kala mere ghutno k pas betha or meri skirt ko uper karke meri penti ko. After they seating the ladies, Pete introduced his friend: "Meet Joe, he´s a real gourmet!" While Joe drove off, he consulted with him in Dutch the possibilities. They quickly agreed on the first proposition."Dear Ladies, our friend Joe will take us to a private BDSM club indeed, as Jenny wished. Luckily, it´s quite special and we´ll have it on our own ... or at least almost" ... Although excited by the idea of more fun, the girls hardly heard him, as they both looked to the lights of Amsterdam.