Amit called the receptionist on the intercom to bring Pramila, a chair. While Pramila was seated, Sumit asked Pramila to introduce herself.“My name ...s Pramila Naik. I am a married woman for 6 months now. I have done my studies in commerce. I worked for a year, as a receptionist in a different town, before I got married and moved here. Till now I was a full-time housewife but still, I have the willingness to work.”Knowing that Pramila was married was a disappointment to the interviews as she. “I’ll give you anything else, but please don’t take the ring.” The ring had been my grandmothers and the value while substantial was dwarfed by my sentimental attachment to it.“Anything huh,” my attacked said with a smirk as she considered my offer. “Okay baby,” she said. “Back in the stairway.”I walked slowly through the door into the well lit stairway as she poked the sharp point of the knife into the small of my back. I heard the zip of her pants and turned to see her jeans drop to the. She savored the cock, slowly twisting her long tongue around it, and then taking it deep into her throat until she could kiss the man’s smelly, hairy crotch. With her free hand she gently fondled his balls, being careful not to handle them too roughly. The man was in shock and amazed at the skill this sex-starved bimbo displayed, though he soon relaxed and began to enjoy the act. A moment later he was encouraging her saying, ‘Damn, slut where’d you learn to suck cock like that? I don’t know. I don’t know who was moaning louder. I pushed all the way down and took his cock into my throat. His cock was throbbing and I swear it grew another two inches. He put his hand on my head and started guiding me up and down. Then he started to fuck up into my mouth really hard and fast, gagging me a few times. After sucking his beautiful cock for about 10 minutes I said “let’s go some place a little more private.” He said ok and started to zip up his pants. I said “oh no baby, I want you to drive.