It was a Tuesday and I knew that she has a "regular" at about 9.00 on a Tuesday morning and that he has gone by about 10.00. So what was this other ge...t doing her at that time? I decied to ignore him, parked and walked straight up to the front door.A further surprise for me as I went to open the front door was that I tripped over a bag of rhubarb lying on the front step. What was that doing there? I entered. There was Jan looking unusually emabarrased, dressed in a garish pvc nurse's uniform. .Aise hi baat karte karte jab call rakhne ke liye usne bye kaha to mere mooh se achanak se nikal gaya ki kabhi man kare to call kar lena .. Fir usne bhi thik hai kehkar call rakh diya us time to 12 th me thi aur hostel me rehkar padhi kar rahi thi dusre sehar me …Fir kuch dino baad uska call aaya mere cell pe usne bataya ki aaj usk birthday hai aur wo apni firends ke saath hotel me hain aur usne mujhe wahan bulaya …Par main apne kaam me busy hone ke kaaran late ho gaya maine use baad me call. Though I was very nervous and my fingers were shaking, I was looking forward to it.I took my place in the chair that they had placed in the bedroom especially for me. It was placed in a dark corner so I had a clear view of everything in the bedroom. A few candles were burning on a small table and soft music was playing. While I crossed my legs and arms to watch the show, they both crawled onto the large bed. From that moment on, they totally seemed to forget about my presence in their. I reach down and slide my middle finger into her moist womanhood. She whimpers softly, a combination of embarrassment and pleasure. Then I lean in very close and thrust my tongue into her for a taste, but only once..."Please . . . don't stop," she moans."Who do you belong to?" "Please . . .”Softly and insistently, I flick the very tip of my tongue again, this time against her budding clit. She draws a hot breath and squirms."Answer me angel, who do you belong to?"She no longer cares that I.