They just want to look good by getting a shitload of projects!" Daniel, this is out of my control. What do you want me to say? I fucking tried to tell...her it was impossible and completely out of hand having the team do this over the weekend!" Ruth, it's not YOUR fucking fault! I've been in this company long enough to know how this 'elite' of stuck-up assholes works." Daniel pauses, and closes his laptop. "Monday, I'm signing my resignation letter; I don't need this shit. I'll help Philip and. I whimpered in need as I straddled his cock and lowered myself onto it. Peter and I locked eyes as inch after inch slowly disappeared inside of me. I began perspiring with the strain on my pussy and muscles to keep from hurting myself. I panted from exertion as I squeezed and wiggled on his cock. "That's right." He groaned. "You're so tight...you feel so good." His hands squeezed my dangling breasts as I fucked him. My hair hung loosely, swaying as I rocked in tiny motions to get his cock even. My hubby openly asked Raj if his future wife should be like Latha. Raj said he will be lucky if it happens so. Hubby asks why. Raj says he always enjoys the beauty and look of Latha madam. Hubby asks, so you like Latha. Raj says no. Hubby says so you do not like Latha. Raj says no, no. Immediately hubby asks Raj to consider staying with us for full night chat. Raj looked at me. My hubby said madam may like it. I said why not. My hubby said to Raj – see madam has accepted. Raj was confused. My. I had watched her the whole time, keeping a tab on my father every time his newspaper rustled to make sure he was behind it, unable to see me ogling my own mother.“Which one do you want?” Mom asked, setting the bowls down on the table. “This one’s French vanilla and this one’s lemon.”Mom dipped her finger in one and moved it quickly to my mouth, inserting it between my lips and pushing it all the way in, sliding along my tongue. My eyes were saucers as she slowly dragged her finger out, scooped.