Other times she'd be behind some corner or behind another door. Desiree would grab me from behind and hold me in a tight grip, or wrestle me to the gr...und and pin me. I didn't resist much. A couple of times she rushed me and punched me in the stomach then kneed me in the chin (not too hard, but firm) before putting me down. Then she say something like "Okay asshole, you're gonna worship me and make me feel good...if you don't make me happy, I'm gonna beat the shit outta you." Usually she'd be. I tried to make more progress. I took off myold shirt and took a new one, putting it on. In a few short moments, a collargrew and rounded itself off. The white turned to a shiny pink and buttonsappeared where none were before. I stared in disbelief at the blouse I waswearing and removed it, when it promptly restored itself to its normalcondition.I thought I could just get around the problem by only wearing old clothes.But after a quick count, I figured I probably could get by three or four. Mera shape dekh kar mujhe ek uncle line marte the aur wo mujhe kabhi kabhi gifs bhi dete the lekin main uske gifts ke bare me kisi ko nahi batati thi ki mujhe ke uncle gift dete h.Hum dono log ayese hi thode close ho gaye the. Hum dono log padosi the to hum dono log ki baaten hoti thi lekin jab uncle mujhe gifts dene lage the hum dono log baaten thodi jayada hone lagi aur hum dono log thode close ho gaye. Uncle mujhe umar me bahut bade the lekin wo thode ameer the aur wo mujhe hamesha gifts. This lady is orgasmic. I drive my tongue inside her and start to tongue fuck her. “Oh yes! Fuck my pussy. Yes! YES! YESSSS!” she screams as she cums again. I stand back up and she locks her lips on mine. Her hands pressing my head so tight against hers. Her hips pressed firmly against mine. We see a guy pass by outside the room. “We need to get out of here.” She says. I nod yes and we sneak back out. Once outside we look at each other and laugh. We make it to the elevator, and she presses.