"Let's refine that idea. You're all learning to be chefs, not just cooks. I believe your career goals are for work as chefs in upscale, gourmet restau...ants, so how about this idea? What about a gourmet hors d'oeuvre and desert sale? We've already covered a lot of those recipes in our courses." Yeah," another k** said, "we could ask for a flat fee donation from people to attend the thing, and make some money and showcase our skills at the same time."Another k** said, "How about if we just serve. On the bench seat sat a man in his early thirties. He was shackled at the wrists and ankles and chained to the floor. He had blonde hair with sideburns that framed a mean-looking face. He leered at her as she walked past him. ‘Good morning, Mr. Garner. My name is Dr. Imelda Lopez. I’m going to be your new therapist.’ she announced in a business-like way. The prisoner, having watched nothing but her ass as she made her introduction, then spoke. ‘Wow, Really! Lucky me!’ he replied. Imelda. Main sab khirki se sab dekh raha tha . Wo pehley to sarmayi phir boli maine bhi aapko apni maa ko chodte huey dekh liya tha meri chutti us di jaldi ho gayi thi .jab main ghar pahunchi to aap maeri maa ka sari utar rahe the .main chup ker khirki se sara khel dekhti rahi. Mujhe bhi tase chodwane ka bahut maan ker raha hai main usey under le gayaaur use palang per patak diy. Jiya skurt aur ganji pahni hui thi. Maine uski gaji utar di, wo andar kuch bhi nahi pahni thi. Main uskey boobs ko dekh ker. Al was zowat iedereen verbaast. Niet in het minst jij en ik. Maar goed, ons overgeven aan alles is de opdracht en laat nu juist deze opdracht heel fijn in de oren klinken en dus daar leg jij je nog wat extra comfortabel onderuit op die tafel. Zoals verwacht was het weer de hevigste van hun vier die ook nu weer zich gretig naar voor drukte. Ze pakte je beide dijen al vast nog voor de andere goed en wel de opdracht begrepen hadden. Ze kirt. Ik geloof dat ik daar niet van hou, van kirrende.