We don’t give anyone special treatment. Boston Metro Tech is my home these days. As its sole and all-time brightest genius, I must defend it against...all evil forces. Yes, I see right through people. Man-haters. Psychopaths. Sociopaths. Politically Correct Freaks. I have battled all of them at various times during my career at Boston Metro Tech. It hasn’t been easy. And I don’t think it’s over yet. This is my struggle. The struggle of a Boy Genius fighting alone against overwhelming odds. I. ” Her eyes widened and grinned. “We’ll see,” she said. At that very moment a hotel guest walked into the lobby and asked her where the ice machine was located. She pointed the older gentleman down the hallway. She turned towards me and said, "Give me a minute." She walked into a small office behind the counter. A few moments later she emerged. “Here… room 109,” she instructed me while pointing down a hallway. ”Wait for me. I’ll be there in ten minutes.” Speechless and in shock, I snatched. So this is what he sees as he lowers his tongue to you. You watch as you run your finger along your lips, collecting the moisture, spreading it, finger painting happily a whimsical design. How beautiful. How erotic. You pull back the skin over your clit and watch as you slide your finger along one side then the other. You feel it tingle, aching to be touched. Yet you linger, letting the sensation build, just the way he does. Oh, how you crave his attention. You’ve given in, and touch, slowly. I looked at the wall , it was 7.15 and even then I did not hear sound from outside. I pushed cock out of the mouth ,“ no one has woke up so far, what happened , all dead…”“ no Bhabhi, today is Sunday so all are sleeping. “Telling this he again pushed cock in mouth. I smiled and …and began caressing his body….Vikram fucked in his usual style giving no pleasure to me. I caressed thighs and balls of Babu. I pushed cock out and began sucking balls one after another and simultaneously fisted.