Who monitored that camera? As I left for the day, I wandered aimlessly down the corridor. All through the office I could see monitors on people’s de...ktops displaying images from security cameras. Occasionally, I would see myself on a screen as I walked by, which meant the cameras were located all through the building. That amount of visual data would take truckloads of digital space to store, even after high compression. But I had to admit, the simple reminder that I was being watched at all. I said ok.She then said shall we go to your place I said why cant here for that she said it boring in same place want to do in new place we stated to go to my room at 11 pm from her home. As my room was in a layout where they will be all rich people I made bit late to reach.As we entered the room she was on the bean bag and I asked her t take rest I went to the rest room for night dress she followed me and hugged me from behind and I asked for few minutes she was not in the mood to listen and. Soft thighs opened, sculptured collarbones pressed forward, the silken tangle of cast aside bedclothes, the willful wanton heart of women possessed with desire these had become the unbecoming universe of two secretive friends. Lydia’s femininity began to weep like a sweet wound. Desire had blossomed impossibly within her yet being so far behind she knew not what else to do and moved to the other capturing Cecelia’s waiting breast. With this Lydia indulged herself tonguing heavily against its. I lay there for a moment as she played and stroked and fondled my cock and balls. It was almost as if she had practiced since the last time we were together. She was making me crazy.I had to ask her one more time. “You’re really sure you want to do this?”She answered “Jeez you sound just like Carly, I know what I’m doing, do you want to fuck me or not?”Well you didn’t have to ask me twice, it was time to fuck this girl. You know what you want? Good! Because so do I. I pushed her down on her.