Checking in with your supervisor, he hands you a large envelope and a custody chain form. You sign the form acknowledging receipt of the package and l...ok at the address... Not too far away, and it is to be delivered directly to Sarah Palin. "Huh," you mutter. "this should be interesting..."Across town, Sarah Palin is fuming. Pacing back and forth in the office she is renting while her staff plans her Presidential bid, she clenches her fists as she talks to her lead PR rep."I'VE HAD IT!" Sarah. Finally she asked to add me on hangout which I accepted. So out chat is shifted to hangout.On hangoutShe : hey shreya here. You there?Me : yes my ladyShe : haha, I am not your lady, I am someone’sMe : I don’t mind, but as of now, you are mineShe : hmm, so Hardik, can I see you?As I was at the home, and alone, I was ready for that.Me : okShe : I don’t have cam now, I can show picSomehow I trusted hr and I opened my camShe looked at me for 2-3 minutes and I closed the camShe : you are handsome. Don't stir. No stirring! Back vile thing!The average man's mind will process a sexual thought once every eight seconds. So, for a single session lasting one and one half hour, my penis could potentially betray me six hundred thirty times. By the second, that three hundred dollars was looking less and less like easy rent money, and more like hard work. If I was going to convince myself to do this, my rational mind had to get busy.Who cares if that stuff happens while you're up there? it asked.. “you are very naughty boy aren’t you and I know you are wearing Wendy’s panties aren’t you darling” He just groaned and suckled my tits, they felt so full and sensitive. “I think mummy needs some licking don’t you if you are very good I may let you cum on my nylons” Jon was voracious licking me through my panties and with what I had told him earlier he seemed especially keen. He is soo good I gripped the back of his head and pressed him into my cunt and gasping I drenched his face with a lovely.