We setup a Swiss bank account, and regularly transferred the money we received into it. It wasn’t long before we knew we would be set for life, and ...idn’t have to worry about work ever again. It was at that point we decided to “disappear”.Being on the move didn’t appeal to me. It was unsettling for Anita and Julie; Anita craved farm life, and Julie needed a steady anchor for her young life growing up. Living out of a suitcase wasn’t really going to be a long-term solution. The problem was this:. Yeh saanso ke wajah se unka pet jor jor se andar bahar ho raha tha. Aur usi movment mein unka chut bhi upar niche ho raha tha to mere kahde hue geele lund ka stroking suru ho gaya.Unke tapakte hue chut ne mere lund ko pura geela kar diya. Maine pichle 1 din se masturbation nahi kiya tha to main jada der tak rok nahi paa raha tha. Tabhi maine bechain kaha-Main- Maa, main chhutne wala hu.Maa ne jor jor chut ko ghiste hue kiss band karke. Bhuke sherni ki jaise mujhe dekhte hue khich khich ke mujhe. Instead she was idly flirting with a male customer at the back of the store.The sales clerk was pretty with expensively stylized blonde hair and the youthful features of a woman in her early twenties. The top two buttons of her dark blouse had been left undone offering a teasing glance at the sweet melons beneath.“I like your top,” the customer commented. He was another twenties-something combining the rugged good looks of a Hollywood playboy with a finely groomed head of golden blond hair.The. Struggling on the inside from putting down her guard and allowing herself to be pleasured and knowing that she is at work and should be a professional. I continue with a steady pace, working her clit through her pants. She reaches for the waist of her leggins and pushes them down. I start to get up and as I do she turns and sits on the edge of the table. Her skin is smooth, she is glistening. She puts her left foot up on the table as I kneel infront of her. I kiss her thigh, higher and higher.