45, or a .357 round through the weapon. He walked out the door and towards the brief room, where he hoped he would get thrown into the mix quickly. Th... briefing room was packed full when Carter walked in, despite its size it was remarkably unglamorous, with a projector on one side and a screen on the other. The smell of coffee filled the room, as the coffee maker churned away. It was eerily quiet in the room, and the recent news made the mood somber. Michael Simpson was sitting at the head of. I have seen in my life bhabhi ne mera t-shirt nikal kar pekha aur hug karke vapas smooch kiya aur mere sar unke boobs ke pass leke gayi me samj gaya kya karna hai aur dhere dhere boobs suck kar raha tha aur press bhi kar raha tha tabhi bhabhi boli kitna patience hai tum me kabse line de rahi hu khuch kar hi nai rahe the tum kitna acting karna pada mene unke mooh me thum daal ke mooh band kiya tabhi unhone mera towel nikala aur underpant me haat dalke lund pakda aur boli kitna garam mota aur. I put my street clothes on and gathered my stuff and went upstairs to meet him. We hugged and he wrapped an arm around me and led me outside. ‘Where is your driver? I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable with me,’ he asked me. ‘Hun, I trust you. I don’t need him. I am just concerned about you. Let’s hurry up. You need to tell me what happened,’ I replied. He nodded and flagged down a cab. We got into the cab and after telling the cab where to go, he pulled my legs across his lap, wrapped his. I wore a white thing underneath my tiny shorts and flat sandals as I stood in my driveway.That is when I heard Rashad's voice from behind me."Hey, girl." he said with authority.I turned to see Rashad standing there in a pair of stretchy shorts and a muscle tee, both in black. They looked like his workout shorts and I lost my breath as I saw him. There was pretty brown haired girl standing behind him holding his gym bag. "Oh, h-h-h-hi." I stuttered so nervously."I like what I see." the black.