Main soch raha tha ke shaadi shuda hote hue bhi inki choot itni tight kaise hai. Khair main unko zor se pel raha tha aur wo masti se muskura rahi thi....uch der baad main jhad gaya aur wo boli aaj mujhe poora maza aaya hai. Maine unse phir poocha ke aap to shaadi shuda hi phir aisa kyu keh rahi ho. Wo uth ke almari ke paas gayi aur usey khol ke whisky ki bottle nikali. Unhone do peg banaye aur hum peg peene lage.Unka ye roop dekh ke main dang tha. Wo bolne lagi ke us aadmi se shaadi karke meri. Her white milk tanks are dancing…her whole body is shooking in the powerful strokes. Her honey coloured tits should be rubbing against the ground and that gave an electric current to improve the heat in her.The men should be some low class street dogs. Who were using very filthy slag like…”oh……man let tore this street dogs pussy….let drill her mouth till she spit the last drop of her mother’s milk you…bloody…shit. Let her shit here…oh…tore that bitch and piss her mouth and pump our loads in her. She sat down clutching some of the crumpled papers the rest now strewn across the table in front of her, tears filling her eyes as Simon arrived in the room. He instantly understood but made no attempt to comfort her, simply passing into the kitchen to make coffee, take a deep breath and collect his jumbled thoughts. The beverage made and realising it was not the moment to talk, he simply returned to her, and then silently began resorting the papers into three neat pile`s, to him they were. ?Oh, uh, yes.. Yes I have the report right here.??Good, bring it into my office, we need to review it.?I knew what this meant. I rose from my chair and followed him into his office.He shut the door behind me as I stood in front of his large mahogany desk, I could feel him move closer to me and I shivered.?Bend over Slut.?I obeyed, placing my hands on the desk, leaning forwards until my forehead touched to surface.He ran his hand under my skirt and came to the belt.?What the fuck.!!??It is my.