What i was terrified of was that he would send me away. i realized that i was completely in love with Sir and did not want to lose him. i barely slept...that night. Sir called. It was several days later and i was still restless and worried. He wanted me to come over on Saturday to clean his townhouse and entertain some friends that evening. i asked Sir how i should dress for the evening. He said that i did not have to be concerned with clothes for the evening. With these friends i would present. Maan kar raha tha ki abhi uski nighty phad k uspe chad jau..Sapna: ab pahele me tumhare kapde utharungi. Fir tum mere…Maine kaha thik he.. Wo dhire dhire mere kapde utarne lagi… or mere sarir pe hath faira ne lagi… mera 1st time tha so itne hi mera pani nikal gaya.Wo hase lagi.. Fir me wash room me jake apne ko saf kiya or wapas thodi der baar usne kaha ki ab tum mere kapde utaro.Maine bhi dhiri dhire uski night uthari..Wo ab bra nd panty me thi… maine usko gale pe kiss kiya …..Mmuuaaa… wo. I lean up enough to free his crushed arms, a quick expel of relieved breath from him tickles over my wet pussy. Oh! But there's work to be done. I grab one freed arm, maneuvering it so that it curls awkwardly up by his face, the hand laying over his face with fingertips facing up before I sit back again trapping the other arm. I start to grind myself on to his already separated finger tips, intent on the two I want. Like a good boy he presses them into me with just the tiniest bit of catching. Like always knowing who you're hanging around, or driving around with. My favorite part was when they talked about never being in the car with your wife when she was mad at you. The scene showed a guy getting pulled over and as he handed the officer his license and ID the woman starts screaming, "He got weed! He got weed!" After the laughter finally died down Steve stepped up to the podium and introduced himself and all of his staff. They had adopted a uniform for the New Year, yellow polo.