”“You like college?”“What’s not to like? Nobody gives me shit for getting good grades, I can go out with people, and I don’t have to dress...like a dork anymore. So, what’s your story, Danny?”“Danny’s a daddy now!” Lucy ratted him out. Seeing Rosalind’s look, she laughed. “Not with me, he’s not. Let’s say he had a one night stand on prom night that went tits-up. He and the girl worked it out, and they share the load, but no easy college days for Danny. In fact, he was so frazzled, we all. .a perfect villain personality that we often have seen in an old hindi bollywood movies.I used to adore his personality, the way he used to smoke and used to bullshit his workers like anything. I never heard a single line with simple and sober words from him. He used to curse a lot and a perfect symbolic representation of bad language but later I discovered it was needed much to execute his work. Over all a pakka gunda personality well suited for his profession.He must be aged 46 at that time,. I guess Iwas just so worked up all night that I was almostembarrassed by how wet I was.Almost at once the boys knew nothing was going to breakmy trance and cloths were flying everywhere. All of themstarted calling me a little slut and a whore. They kepttelling me how my husband must be a fool to let a littlemarried slut like me out by myself and how they weregoing to fuck my brains out.Soon I was on my back on the floor and someone had theirface buried in my sopping pussy, while pushing a. But it was getting close to 5:30 and I was getting concerned. If I had known he would be late, I could have at least used my pump for a while to relieve the fullness I was beginning to feel. I tried not to think about it too much, we would have to work it out somehow. I quickly changed from my work clothes into something a little more dressy than jeans and a tee shirt, but still casual as I heard Leon pull up into the driveway. I glanced at my watch. It was 5:40. What could we do with so little.