We understand your time is important, and we'rejust overjoyed you've actually agreed to meet with us." Well, Bob," began the president. "You don't min... if I call you 'Bob' doyou?"The young man shook his head."And you, Sarah," the president said, turning to the thin, stern-facedwoman hidden behind thick, horned-rim glasses. "It's nice to have ayoung, pretty face in this stuffy, old place. Please, both of you sitdown. I have to confess an ulterior motive in agreeing to meet withyou."With cautious. Jetha- haa bapuji utta hunPhir daya jetha co towel dene jati hain tab jetha use bathroom ke andar kheech leta hai aur uske soft boobs dabane lagta hai. Phir daya moan karti hai aaa taaapu keee paaapaa jara dehre se. Phir bapuji daya ko bulate hai. Jetha dukaan jaane ke liye nikalta hai tabhi usse babita aur iyer dikte haiJetha- good morning babita ji iyerbhai aap kaha jaharehe hoBabita- ji iyer office jarahe haiIyer chala jata hai aur babita kehte haiBabita- jetha ji main ab se baat kahu aap. Her dirty blonde hair frames her face, the hickey Ricardo had just given her neck visible. She was my height, 5'8", and had decent C-sized breasts. "Now, grab eachother. Legs apart!" She unbuttons and unzips her jeans, hand disappearing behind her black panties. "Can he please wash his hands first?" I ask, seeing the soil under the nails. "No! Your lily can do with some color. Now move!" Ricardo steps over and I lean down for his package. I hesitate and reluctantly hold his. And I had a good dare already thought of too...”, Megan said, a little disappointed. “Well whatever, I think I have a good question for you anyhow.”“Shoot”, I replied, grabbing my girl around the waist.“Okay. Cory...besides me, who is another girl that you wouldn’t mind having sex with?”, Megan asked me suddenly, "and it's got to be one that I know personally. No celebrities or shit like that."I was afraid of a question like this, as there was really no “right” answer to it. Megan was my.