I was a bet cautious as I didn’t want to get caught. I made it down to the mail box and took the mail. There was a guy there that was checking his...but he didn’t see my face. I could tell he was looking at me though, which I did like.After I collected the mail I went into the elevator and headed back up to my floor. When I got there I went to my apt. You guessed it I was locked out. I forgot to grab the apt key when I walked out. I just had my mail box key. I was thinking how stupid. . Kyunki unko toh gand m drd tha mai bola kai or drd h kya wo boli ha.Maine pucha kha kamar m.Wo boli thora sa niche .Maine kha kuch nhi m light off kr k massage kr deta hoon move se wo boli nhi thik h .Maine bola aapko itna drd ho rha h toh kr deta unka pas v koi chara nhi tha wo boli thik h kro pr kisi ko mat bolna maine v thik h kha or move lekr aaaya.Wo nighte pehne huwi thi toh maine kha isse utha doon wo boli thik h utha do pet tak.Fir maine light of kiya or unka nighte upar utha diya .Wo. Then he pleaded me to suck it.As I had sucked cocks of my previous boy friends, so I just dropped in and started sucking cock. He was ecstatic, never thought that I be so easily ready to suck his cock and that too with such delight. He had no idea that I had sucked cocks before and I love the feeling of cock in my warm mouth. He started playing with my long hair and adjusting them which were falling over as my hair are of knee length. I blew him for around 10 minutes and my maroon lipstick. "Your questions will be answered," responded the voice. "You are unsure of yourself, and are wondering what your place is here, aren't you?"Justin stared at the psychic. A veil of the same material as the inside lining of the tent shadowed their movements beneath. They were wearing a sleeveless robe that had been moved strategically to uncover their crossed and bare legs, a single piece on either side flowing down between the crossed legs and blocked the remaining view. "Yeah," was Justin's.