..and listen." You wriggled out of your shorts, and set them in my lap. Your matching light pink underwear were also an enticing display. Judging from...the height of the cut, I guessed it was a thong.With your legs back up on the dash, spread apart, your fingers gently traced down your body, starting at your shoulders, down across your tits, gently pinching your nipples, making sure they were protruding as much as possible underneath the bra. Your fingers meandered down your stomach, toward the. What shall i dooo…..all this and many more question,and a mix feeling of anger,fear,tension rushed through my veins.I called aunty and thanked her for breakfast a asked if baisu is present,she replied yes and asked me to come home as she has to leave for shopping,so i thanked god for the opportunity to talk with her in alone.Aunty has already left for shopping,i knocked the door baisu opened the door i went in closed the door and asked weather she has seen every thing yesterday,she tried to. I looked over at Neetu who only smiled and began to undo her blouse. “He seems to like this. Should I keep it up?” Keeping it up is his job, Pallavi.” Neetu threw aside her bra, then stood up to remove her shorts and panties. Soon she was as nangi as I was. Neetu sat next to me began kissing my chest, her hand stroking my thigh. Her mouth moved down my body until she slipped her lips over the head of my lund, taking it away fromPallavi. Neetu ran her tongue up and down and around my erection,. “Ow! Fuck...” It was a stone tiled floor.The receptionist quickly ran around her desk and helped me up. “Oh my God! Are you okay?”“I ... yeah...”She stepped back. “Did you know Carrie well?”‘Oh, yeah, I totally boned her in the washroom and may have knocked her up,’ is what I didn’t say.“Err ... as well as anyone, I guess. Someone that works with you, dying ... that’s a bit of a wakeup call, huh?”“Yeah...” She seemed satisfied with that, and headed back to her desk. I put my name on the card.