He kam zal ki documents tuzya ghari yetil. Aalyavar mala phone karun sang. Aani tyani drower madhun aaple persenol card kadhun mala dele. Mi khup ashr...ani tyanchyakad bagaht hoto. Mala pan bar vatal karan ek mothya officer ne itki sahanubhuti dakhavali mi pn khush zalo. Ani mazi documents aalyavar mi tyana call lavla pan tyani to uchalala nahi. Mag mi tyana message kela thanks mhanun ani maz nav lihun send kela ani mitrano mala apekshit nhavat ki tyancha reply yeil. Pan tya ratri mi 10 vajta. "I'm up here, Romeo." I said, keeping a sly grin on my face. He blushed, and I could've sworn a bead of sweat was falling from his face. "Enjoy the little show, perv?" I tried my best to not sound happy, and it was actually working. Jeremy stayed silent, turned away from me. I moved closer, rubbing up against his cheek. "Okay then Casanova, I think I'm just gonna leave the room now, and you can choose to forget this moment in time, or do whatever the hell it is you do."He stayed silent as I. I was polite, hard-working and well spoken. He told me he would be able to get me a job at the resort.Today the workers were putting the finishing touches on the new resort. It is called "Bucke's Bay" after the Australian millionaire who now owns our home. Apparently "Slaver's Bay" wouldn't be as comfortable for the westerners, or as congratulatory to the man who made it possible. So now they have taken our homes and our history.I arrive and stand in awe of the opulence of the lobby area. There. You began rhythmically squeezing your legs around my hand, tight then loose, tighter then loose, and when the woman on the table started shaking all over you grabbed my hand and moved it in and out fast. You shook once, twice, then rubbed your ass hard from side to side against my crotch as you came, quietly, breathing hard...You sat in my lap, leaning back against me as your breath returned to normal. On the screen the two women had tied the housewife's arms onto the table and were tickling.