We both knew that we desperately want to fuck each other. But we couldn’t manage an opportunity.It was an ethnic day at the office for Republic day ... believe. Ethnic days are the days where all the girls turn models in software companies. I had good expectations on my newly transformed slut and hoping good some good skin show. But I was pretty disappointed when she arrived.She wore a pinkish saree which was semi-transparent and a blouse which covered till her elbow and it was neck high. The. "Not yet," something deeper within me said. I slid out of his graspinto the cold empty morning, being careful not to wake him. I struggled into my pants. My arms ached and my chest was sore andpuffy from the previous day's exertions. The pants felt even biggeron me than they had yesterday, and pulling the belt to its last holedid almost nothing to change that. My shirt now hung off me and downto the middle of my thighs like a bathrobe. With my pant legs, stillcuffed from yesterday bunched. " The woman was crying and struggling saying "No" over and over again, until the black man's thrusts began to produce results. Her "No's" changed to "Yes's" and she began to fuck him back, after awhile screaming, "This can't be happening. I'm cuummming!"Megan was running her finger around her clit rapidly to the erotic scene before her. She saw the black man pull his cock out and he sprayed the slut's belly with a load of semen that rivaled Jamal's. Megan came when he did, crying out with joy. As I stood there hypnotized, she just raised her eyebrow with a small smile in the corner of her lips. I just shook my head with a naughty laugh with my eyes rooted onto her cute face. I pulled out my purse, took out a one rupee note, kept on the plate and took the aarti. Her eyeball poked out in surprise looking at the plate.Later I realized that I had put 2000 rupee note while the plate was filled with only 50/100 rupee notes.She just shook her head slightly perplexed and gave a hint of a.
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