Looks like she was also fan of Jagjit Singh. One day when I was standing outside my flat on ground floor, she came to me and queried if she can see my...gazals collection and borrow some. Sure….why not ? I asked to myself….dude why you have not played these gazals earlier in loud volume ?Any ways, she liked the gazals, I asked her name (though I knew it) and asked about her school, class and subjects. She had couple of subjects on computers and programming languages. She noticed desktop in my. She squatted on the floor, pressed the dildo between her tits and began to stroke it.Arushi: Take it; you wanted this for a long time, didn’t you. Always staring at my tits, now take a good look at them.Myself: Oh yes! Stroke it harder. Everybody in our office wants to get hold of your juicy tits, and you keep teasing them. I’m the lucky bastard who kept patience and got the prize.Arushi: I know that. I was just waiting for you to make a move. Your presence also makes my pussy wet which is why. She turned around with a grin on her face and said. “ You like my big Bajoran ass then I take it?” She pushed me down on to a chair and then sat on my lap. I wasn't expecting it at all. She sat on my lap and turned away from me, her big ass placed on my cock. She suddenly started grinding against me; my cock beginning to grow bigger and bigger threw my uniform. Precumming already as she kept going, my hands firmly placed on her hips. “You want to fuck me don't you Lt?” she asked, I replied by. After all, our society is becoming more mobile, we now have more freedom through the Internet, and sex is now for more than just for procreation but something to be enjoyed by more than with just one partner and as often as possible.Randy’s story I [Randy] should explain how this all happened. My father worked in the oil industry and had to travel to the Mideast frequently. In fact, he spent much more of his time there than at home. Two years ago, when I was 16, mother died at from a stroke. My.