.M ne use uthaya or apni godi m baitha liya use kuch atpta lga fir maine piche s uske bobe pkd liye.Wo chatpataneLgi.Prchhut ni pai.Rashmi-yeee..Aap k...a kr rhe hain bhaiya chhodo mujhe. .M masti s uske bobe dba rha tha.Mera lund uski gand k niche tana hua tha.Mein-jyada itrao mt or chup chap mera sath do nhi to bdnaam kr dunga.Rashmi-chhodo apke paas kya saboot h. .M ne use jakad k mobile pr uski clip dikhai.Wo thandi pd gyi.Mujhse mobile cheen k delete kr diya. Mein-jaan y clip mere laptop pr. “A lot of guys are doing it. It's what all the girls are into. You could have a nice and thick one. Be all manly.”“Uh, yeah,” I said, just wanting her to get off my lap before I exploded. “A quarantine beard. I'll think about it.”“Good,” she said. “I think you'll look great with one, Daddy.” She bounced on my lap and glanced at the TV. “Ugh, this show sucks.” She twisted on me, sliding that rump over my dick, and then hopped off. “If you're watching TV, your work must be done, so can we go to. Every time I start a new job, I tell myself that this time its going to be great, different and a whole new beginning. And then within a few weeks Im back to being bored, finding trouble and usually getting moved on. This time however, was definitely going to be different I told myself as I rang the doorbell on the large front door of what was probably the most luxurious home I had ever seen. A small, drab man in a grey business suit answered the door and raised an eyebrow as he looked at me.. “So what do I do?” she asked.“You get in a pose and try not to move, talk, or be annoying while I’m drawing,” the last part I added just for fun but she didn’t approve of it judging by the scowl on her face, “Guess we can start with that pose.”“No,” she refused and laid down on her side, supporting her head with her hand and gazing towards me, “I want to do this one.“Whatever,” my will was all but defeated right now as I grabbed her chair and took a seat. With my hand now zooming around the.