Me chikh rahi thi or chillayi tbhi unhone mera blouse nikala samne se .Jo meri 38inch bra k upper se nipple ko mu me le k bite krne lage .Or phir mere...dono hatho ko pakad k meri chut me usne tongue daal di or phir mera bhi control khud pe khatam ho gaya .Wo bol rahe the liza meri jaan tera dudh to amrit hai or teri chut jwala hai mera louda legi saali ,,kutiya bnegi meri ,,tu mujhe mera paaltu kuttaa bna le chhamiya . Tu o ek number ki randi hai saali .Kis kis se chudi hai bta na.Tera ras to me. On her first day, she entered wearing a tight fitting lime-green knee length skirt and matching jacket, under which she wore a feminine white blouse, crowned with a short pearl necklace. To say that she turned a few heads would be an understatement.As she walked through the office, her five inch black heels clicked and clacked on the tiled floor, that in itself made people turn their heads to see the inevitably confident and sexy woman wearing them.Click, clack, click, clack. As heads turned. ..repeat, our beloved Fuehrer is alive and well, despite reports to thecontrary in the hour or so after an explosion ripped through theconference room at his Wolf's Lair field headquarters near Rastenburg inEast Prussia early this afternoon. This is what he had to say in thebroadcast he made as soon as he was able to get to a radio...."Hitler's unmistakeable voice followed."A very small clique of ambitious, unscrupulous, and at the same timecriminally stupid officers hatched a plot in order to. Fuck, I think to myself, she isn't even wearing panties. She wants this as much as I do I finally realized."Grandma" I start to say. My voice is parched and tight as I speak. I take a drink of the bourbon, letting the liquid burn down my throat to warm my nervous belly. "We need to talk," I say.Grandma sighs as she takes my now half empty glass, and turns to set it on the small table again, she stares at the glass and then slowly takes a gulp of the potent liquid, grimacing as it slides down.