“Less is always more baby, flaunt your arse for Suzi and me,” he tells me as he towels me dry and kisses and licks my arse and puts his hand betwe...n my legs and teases my cunt lips with a fingertip.When Suzi arrives Roger is wearing only very tight jeans which highlights his tanned, muscular body. I am wearing heels, an unbuttoned white silk shirt and a pair of tight leather slacks with no back so that my ‘gorgeous round arse’ to quote Roger is totally exposed. And I feel excited as I we are. ‘I don’t give a flying fuck about your mood! We need to talk!’ Ashira shouted. One of the other security guards made a move to grab Ashira by the arm and she shoved her employee badge in his face. ‘Don’t even think about touching me,’ she hissed. Mark sighed. ‘Watch the lobby John,’ Mark said, leading Ashira to the security office. ‘What’s up your ass?’ Mark asked, leaning across the desk, his arms folded over his chest. Ashira’s eyes narrowed as he focused his hazel eyes on her. ‘First you. Ab mein uske building pohach ke call kiya, woh bahar hi delivery lene agayee or mujhe chai ke liye invite kiya, maine bhi haan kardi or uske saath uske flat mein chala gaya, usne kuch payjama or tshirt daal rakha tha, kya bomb lag rahi thi ekdum tight tshirt jaise ki uske boobs phans gaye ho, or uske gand to kya bataoon ekdum bahar jaise ke uspe bottle rakhdoon ab hum uske flat mein ja pohche, uske ghar mein sirf unki saas or pati foreign mein rehte the,Mein samaj gaya kamini itni kamuk kyun. It wasn’t until I felt cold hands on my face that I realised he stood in front of me, smile on thinner lips. Soft greetings exchanged and softer kisses. My whole being turned into a furnace against the stark cold as his hands roamed down my face and neck the kiss becoming more and more intense as the minutes passed; full lips caressing thinner, two separate muscles fitting together and massaging the other in unison. A slight groan left my lips and his moved down my throat and hands wondered.