Some beauty masseurs,lick the part that they are massaging to make their clients more relaxed..." (That was the biggest bullshit that i ever heard...)...she smiledand said to me: "...Do you want?"; my cock was exploding,my pants were soaked of precum andwhen i heard that phrase,my heart start beating like a metronome set to 250 bpm; i watchedher feet and without saying nothing,i start licking slowly,from soles to toes.Their taste was GREAT,the feet were soft like a pillow and feeling her toes in. In front of the old man sat a group of his officers. Two men, one woman. They were trying to dissuade him from his newest venture."Our three cornerstones are strong, and your points are stronger than ever. Opening this kind of facility will only draw attention to the business, and hurt it," complained the first man. His tall gaunt cheekbones and black hair made him look a bit ghoulish, except for a messy moustache. He was another one from the old guard, though not quite as experienced as the. As you know Bangalore roads are bit terrible filled with pot holes every now and then I was suppose to apply break or I have to go through the pot hole which made a sensational touch and pressing of her soft breast against my back.Every day I used to pick her in the morning and drop in the evening so gradually we became open and close to each other. One day she was not feeling well even then company rejected her leave so she was suppose to come to office while going to office she was sleeping. I have been looking to write about it for almost as long.All names and locations are real as I'd love those involved to find this online,recognize themselves and maybe get in touch !!. So another women I knew (Shirley G.) and I had very very bad reputations. What set us apart is that from the beginning, I found out about her's first and my reputation was kept a close secret, because the man involved (Fred G.) was her husband and he was fucking me.I didn't feel so bad when he.