I was living in the hub of Bollywood and the locality had a lot of good looking people. Everyone I would step out I for sure could get feast for my ey...s. Girls in real short clothes would walk around and even in our society there were angels who were living. I thought every girl I saw there was perfect.One such lady was Deepika, my neighbor and eventually my sex goddess. She was married and 30 years old. She had been living there for over 2 years. She has the most awesome figure I have ever. However, there is no report of babies or pregnant women being seen.”“I’m sure NRP will fight importing any Chinese sperm, if it exists. Sounds like they are trying to keep one up on the Russians. What do you want for Christmas?”“For ... What?”“It seems that as your boss, I should get you a Christmas gift. My boss at the newspaper sends a bottle of scotch around at the holiday. It’s a nice gesture.”“But it’s ... There are rules, Mr. Smith. According to the Code of Federal Regulations at 5 CFR. I didn't need to be asked and I heard her sigh of satisfaction as I licked at her beautiful inner flesh, nibbled at her sex lips and sucked at her clitoris.I'd dreamt about doing this every night for five long years. I felt her mouth trying to enclose my balls while she wiped her sopping wet cunt all over my face, for the second time that day. I prodded a finger against her tiny rear hole and she squealed again around my cock. I pushed my tongue right up into her pussy as her juices ran freely. .. No, they were simply not there. What could be the explanation? He searched for a logical reason, hoping to avoid the obvious that he had been caught! But, no, in the end it was the only conclusion. He thought about that rather embarrassing aspect of it."Forget it! You've certainly survived a hell of a lot worse problems than this! You've been in more embarrassing situations, done dumber things. What the hell? Let's go face the music." He muttered into the mirror.He bounded down the steps.