Per thodhi dher baad meine dosto ko bola chalo dance karte hai..Fir meine dekha wo girl apne frnds se alag ho kar bahar smoking kar rahi hai… then m...in uske pass gaya and bola.. hi.. she reply hi.. I said why you continuously looking at me… then she said you also continuously looking at me.. Then both of us smile.. thodhi dher tak humari baat hui.. then I said can I buy a drink for you?.. she said yes.. then I bought two beer.. we both go in back side… baato karne se pata chala wo symbosys. Fucking always made me happy. The man watched me for a moment and then got off the bed and began to dress.Suddenly the door opened and Jack stood in the doorway. He stared at the scene in front of him and then stepped aside as the man ran out.“What’s happening, who was that?” said Jack and closed the door.“I am so sorry, honey, I feel so bad about this,” I lied.He looked at me for a while and then walked over to the table and mixed two drinks. I stayed on the bed watching him. He was strangely. My wife finally got the hint and scooted in close to the wall again and drove her hips forward. I felt the cock twitch and grow again in my hand as I watched my wife's pussy being pressed open and the head disappear inside until she was driven back by the force of him pushing and stepped away. I ran the head of the guy's dick up and down between her pussy lips again to use the spunk leaking out as lubrication, and pushed on her ass again. She worked her hips another half dozen strokes and. In fact, the actual story was on one of many of the newspaper's previous front pages that were on display around the office, headlined "Mrs. Charlton Ellerson killed in construction mishap". It quoted the distraught husband on how he had no idea his wife was coming to the site after they had been fighting and how he would never have the chance again to "tell Linda how much he loved her." The story hung on the wall not so much because of the ghostly legend, but because the photo of Mrs. Ellerson.