Pink sweet lips. Fair skin cheeks doe shaped eyes. Perfect round breasts. I had an erection and I pulled out my hand and all of a sudden : Hi I am Hri...hikesh, I work on this floor never seen u before! She said Shonali(name changed) and gave me a smile and started walking towards her cubicle. I shouted coffee and ice cream? She smiled and said Ping me( referring to companies free chat app on our systems) So that I did. Then we met an hour and a Half later in a almost deserted cafeteria which was. That was all it took to get to her center, then it was, "Oh, my god. Thank you, Lore. You're always really good."Lore didn't need to be told she was good, that was something she already knew. That wasn't the problem.Then there was Steve, She could put on Sober by TOOL and still have three minutes left ( it was a five-minute song.)She stared at the bits of the fragmented face in the dustpan. Was it a 'surprised face' or was it a 'disappointed face?'"Stop staring at that dumb coffee mug. It was. Mrs. Smith was sitting in a chair near the window. She was naked and enjoying her hot cup of coffee. It was raining heavily, and we were enjoying the sound of rain. I was in Mrs. Smith’s bed, and Mr. Smith was fucking me from behind. Yes, in my last story, I told you that Mrs. Smith never allowed his husband to fuck another woman or a teen babysitter like me. However, some blowjob was not a big deal. After my first night with Mr. and Mrs. Smith, I didn’t remember how many times I sucked Mr.. Until he, too, fell away from her, his limp organ slipping uselessly from her forever stretched anus.Helplessly, as he fucked into Sandy's snugly milking young cunt from behind, Ken gaped at his sweat-glistening wife still kneeling on all fours, incessant whimpers tumbling from her lips in her unfulfilled need, her buttocks high in the air, her face resting on the animal rug as she seemed to wait in desperation for someone to fill her throbbing pussy."Damn all of you!" he cried out in his drug.