Her heart beat rapidly as she got into her office, she couldnt believe she'd been so brazen. Had she gone too far though? The small tingle she felt wa... slowly being replaced by her a nagging doubt when her mobile buzzed."Sorry, i should have asked for your number. I just wasn't sure if you'd have said yes." OMG! she thought, it actually worked. Should she play it cool? No she thought, why change from being so forward."Well, i'll let you off this once i guess. But just remember im not a woman. It was the artist’s Cheshire cat, Thom, staring lazily at us from the top of our over-filled garbage bin. She hissed at him, jumped down in a flash and sprinted off into the night. Before I knew it, Whiskey jerked off my hand and gave chase, barking out furiously. Slightly dazed, I ran after him, cursing and yelling his name to stop but he didn’t. By the time I got to the artist’s compound I was already out of breath as I stood next to an orange tree, watching Whiskey growl and bark up at Thom. I am rockstar, 5.8″ tall very fair and muscular built with inviting smile and expressive eyes. I would like to share a lovely experience with you all. I work in an it mnc and live in one of the posh localities in the city. Beside my flat there was a north indian family. They had two little babies of age 2 yrs and 4 yrs. The lady lets name her angel. Angel was like a real angel. 5.7 tall with yellowish white bright color with colored hairs and pink rosy lips. She often used to wear jeans and. Her long flabby tits were swinging all over the place as she hung on for dear life. If she wasn’t careful she could give herself a black eye. Mr. Jenkins was older and fatter than my father was and his cock was smaller too. Then it dawned on me that his cock was in Mom’s ass. That bastard was butt-fucking my mother…and she loved it. I stood there for a good five minutes watching them fuck.Mom had always loved her big king sized canopy bed with four posts that went almost to the ceiling. There.