You are more beautiful than he has described. I remember now from the company party, you’re drop dead gorgeous.” A drink was delivered to Marsha...as they talked. Cherry said, “Jackson has been worried about you, it seems your divorce has caused some financial problems. We have discussed a way for you to add to your income.” Jackson quickly stood and said, “first, I want a dance with this beauty.” He took Marsha’s hand and led her to the dance floor. It was a slow dance and Marsha slowly. She was suspended for almost a month, because the girl had to be sent to the hospital. Carly liked the sensation the fight gave her, she decided to test the feelings. Over the years she discovered a lot about her situation, she was a sadist in almost every way, and Carly was very confused and conflicted about that. She had tried to suppress it during her High School years, even dating a boy who wasn’t into those kinds of things. That was kind of her happy moment, because she was rather average. I asked her if she has boyfriends. She said no.I asked her to meet me in my room so we can talk more privately, on one weekend she came to my room, WOW, there she is, and she is wearing blue saree. We started to chat on various matters, but on seeing her curves in her saree because she was wearing a thin sari and a very short blouse that does not protect to cover her large white boobs and her sari exhibiting all the shape of round dome like butt, I was aroused and not showing any interest in. The belt was next, removed deftly yet respectfully before joining the shirt and t-shirt on the floor. She unbuttoned and unzipped the slacks before slipping a hand inside, caressing my hardened manhood through the briefs, purring into my back like a kitten happily playing with a ball of brightly-colored yarn. Reaching behind me, I hooked my fingers together behind her back, holding her awkwardly as she continued to caress, fondle, stroke, tease. Her lips kissed all over my back, and I could.