Boss ne mera barmuda aur chadi utaar Dee ab main ek dam nanga laitaa houaa taa. Boss ne bhi apni night pant uttari mainey dekha ki boss ka land ek dam...patala aur bhout hee chota taa Boss ney mera land ko apney haath main lekar upar nichey karney laga mera land ek dam garam ho chuka taa kyo ki pahali baar kisi paraye ka haath mere land ko chuaa taa ab muje bhi maza aa raha taa mere land sey thodi thodi laar tapak rahi teeBoss ek hi najar sey mere land ko nihaar raha taa jaisey pahali baar usney. Aur unhone ne utar di…. Unke bhi baal nai the aur ek dum patle the aur paseene ki smell kar rahe the…. Main bhi unhe kiss karne laga pagalo ki trha aur unke nipple choosne laga… Dono ne meri pent utar aur underwear bhi utar di… Fir unhone ne mujhe gale laga liya mujhe unke land mehsus ho rahe the gand par… Bada acha lag rha tha… Ek mere honth chuus raha tha aur ek meri peeth par chum raha tha…. Main to pagal ho raha tha… Itna maza aa rha tha… Ek mere land ko hila raha tha… Mere land geela ho. Jazz loves wearing dress shirts that she leaves one button too many undone to show off her marvelous cleavage. “Hi, Jazzy, you are leaving so soon?” Andrea asks with a smile. “Hey there, Andrea, I have a date tonight. Have fun with Mr. Ynares. He has been eagerly waiting for you.” Jazz winks at her. Andrea smiles and goes straight to his office. She does not bother to knock, because she knows he is waiting for her. Mark is standing in front of his steel desk with a huge smile across his face.. ” “I’ll do my best,” I said, mocking her seriousness, frustration and drama. She was not amused. Sarah grabbed one of the bags and dumped it out on the floor. The bag was full of “toys” we had used before. “Remember this?” she asked, holding up her personal leather restraint. Then she held up two hair brushes, several silk-like scarves, our black blindfold and her bottle of K-Y oil. The second bag contained more toys, many of which she had bought on her way back from New York. There were two.