Baat 6 month phele ki h. Ek company me job krta tha. Jo meri company ke senior the umesh jain. Wo bahut ache insan. Ek din ki baat h. Sir ki car khrb ...o gai thi. Tho m sir ko apni bike par unke ghr par chodh ne gya tha. Raat kafi ho chuki thi. Or barish bi ho rhi thi. Sir ne mujhe apne ghr par rukne ko kha. Mera man tho ni tha. Barish kafi tez ho gai thi. Tho mujhe rukna pada. Mane ghr par phn krke bol diya thaa. Ki aj raat m umesh sir ke ghr par rhunga.Sir ki wife nity me bhar aai mujhe towel. Push your tits up slut ordered Frank, this woke her from her thoughts, push them high. As soon as she was supporting them his flat hand came firmly down on top of her left tit, quickly followed by another to her right. He continued to alternate his strokes tops, sides turning those white globes immediately red all the time barking at her...who’s tits are these..who owns these tits...you,you,you….who’s slut are you….your slut I’m your slut, her voice was gasping out the words….what will the slut. Our eyes locked as we both panted. I have an idea she said. Our mouths were so close our lips were almost touching. She stopped then stood up and faced me. Took my hands and pulled me up. She guided me around the chair and to my bed. She gently pushed me back, and told me to lay on my back. So as I scooted up onto the bed, her eyes locked onto my hard throbbing cock. She bit her lower lip as her eyes never left the bulge in my boxer briefs. As soon as I was situated she climbed onto the bed. We couldn't, no, can't trust anyone anymore," Sal said."What we propose to do is perform some tests to prove a theory. We think there may be an answer. It appears that the brain isn't changed, at least significantly, which means we may be able to exploit that," Maggie paused."We'll set up an experiment, here, and see if a person who is temporarily altered to be a copy of one of our staff has all the same characteristics our security systems use for verification," I said."But where do we go....