.”“I think you should” Roxy stated emphatically.“Really? But there's so many guys with better costumes.”Roxy turned to him, her dark, shimme...ing eyes drilling into his warm, hazel ones. She placed an arm around his shoulder and her perfume drifted over him like a sweet cloud. “Just do it, silly. You'll regret it if you don't.”Micah's confidence surged. There was no way he could back out now.“Alright! I'll be there!”“That's more like it.”They turned and posed for the second picture. Roxy bore. Smallish bit perfectly nice looking tits. Kelly's brown hair was very long, and worn in a fashionable beehive. She had make-up caked on, in he way that girls of that age do. Fearful to face the world, yet desperate for the approval of men they trowel it on. I rather find that fetching actually. Kelly had tinted foundation and blusher on. Eyebrows fiercely pencilled in till they looked like two caterpillars. Dark mascara thick on. Scarlet lipstick. I rather approved.I told Kelly to sit down. Who would get pleasure out of asking something like this?"Jake said, "I don't know." He thought for a minute. Pleasure, he wondered. "So you'd feel better about saying 'yes' to people if you knew they'd get pleasure out of it?" Well sure," said Abbie, still mopping the floor. "I just want to help make people happy!" So what if I asked you to ..." he paused, and swallowed nervously. "To ... suck my dick, right here in the break room."Abbie looked up at him. Suddenly Jake regretted it. "Oh my. Mare pate mujhe choodane ke bad mujhe batey ke mane kiss Ko bhe ye bat bataye to mujhe jaan se mardale ga us ke dar se mai chup rahe ab har roz komal mare he kamre me mare hesamne mare pate se chodwate the or mujhe se kahet ke me aaj se thumare sotan huthumare bate me to kuch taqkat to he nahe par mujhe koie fark nahe padata marasasur jo he mujhe chodane ke liye.kuch din ye sab chalt raha or wahe huwa jiskamujhe dart ha komal mare pate ke bache ke maa bane wale thi. Par lalje ko is ke koye bhe.