“Where are you from honey” Norma asked. “From the office where he works, I am supposed to be his secretary and confidant.” She replied. “Wha...’s your name honey?” Peter asked. “Georgina,” She replied. “Well Georgina you can stay here for the night and we will take you to the bus station tomorrow morning to catch a bus home.” Peter said. “And as for you Stan get back into your car and leaved right now.” When he saw Elsey standing the doorway with a double barrelled shotgun pointed at him, Stan. There’s no room for you to pass.” She ignored me and began stepping across Roger’s long legs. “You’re leaking,” Roger said, reaching forward and snatching the strand of goo hanging between her legs on his fingertips. Pausing while straddling him, she watched him open mouthed. He tongued the slimy thread into his mouth like a piece of spaghetti. “I’m a freak for big, long, pussy lips.” “Wow that really turned me on, Roger.” She trembled. “I’m like jelly inside.” This was getting way too much. He almost jumped out of his chair. She quickly told him that that was not an invitation for more of the zero-g activity from earlier, but she wanted to get to know him. They talked for several hours before he left for the night with and invitation to come back in the morning and resume their conversation. As he left he again kissed her hand and thanked her for not kicking him out and giving him a chance. That night Siena dreamt of what might have happened in the studio if they had not been. ”Mene usay kitchen may neche lita dia aur cooking oil hath may le ke us k mammon pe mal dia aur jism pe… Phir us k chikne mammay daba ke chut chatne laga, wo chudaasi ho rahi thi aur mera sar andar daba ke bol rahi thi “madarchod behanchod ho tum, harami tharki teri nazar thi mere jism pe, ab kha meri chut ki malaai” mene kaha “khaun ga jaan bas tu muut aur malaai nikal, sab pee jaun ga, bhosra chat jaun ga tera madarchod” phir wo ek dafa thandi hui aur mene chut ka pani chat ke pee lia us.