Brandon sat alone in the spacious cafeteria, the usual hustle gone. Most of the sorority had gone to participate in some ritual that he was not allowe... to attend. He did not mind. He needed a break from the constant sex.So, he sat alone, biting into an old-fashioned farm raised burger, not caring about what it did to the environment or his health. Until a girl pulled up a seat in front of him. She made sure to drag the chair on the floor to get his attention.He tried ignoring her as she stared. Woh beauti parlour mein hone ke karan bahot hi hot ani shiny dikti hai .Ye bath 6 mahine pehle ki hai ..Sry mein bhul gaya batane keliye aunty cake making ke class bhi leti hai. Mein cake sikhne keliye unke ghar gaya tha..Jab mene door bell bajai toh aunty ne darwaja khola …Aunty ne pink colour ki shorts pehni thi ..Maa kasam kya dikh rahi thi aisa lag raha tha ki mein use pakadke wahi par chod du ..Meine jaise taise control kiya lekin chote miya nahi maan rahe the woh salami de rahe the..Aunty. She felt that with a little flirting she might just get a date with the man. And who knows maybe he might be the one, with her biological clock ticking she was assessing every man as a possible option now, and he looked like a very nice package indeed. * The woman that called herself Janice huddled in the dark shadows of the arches with her friends, all of them homeless. Her body ached, her arm encased in the plaster cast was making getting comfortable on the hard cardboard pallet more. “What makes you think that our waitress would be interested in more than a generous tip, anyway?”“She probably wants more than just the tip of your cock in her, I bet,” Megan said. “Just like I do!”“I think she would want to sample the tips of your tits, Megan,” I said.“I know she does want that,” Megan said. “Or I strongly suspect she does, and I’m usually right about things like that. I’ll ask her when she comes back.”By now we had finished our main dishes; the waitress soon returned to clear.