“Let’s not keep them waiting.”He’s walked past the visitors area and stopped outside a door. A camera catches his eye, it’s hanging down loo...ely, out of commission. He doesn’t have time to contemplate it when he’s shoved into a room.“Hey, what the fuck?!”The door slams shut.“You just fucked up, buddy.” He breaks out into laughter. “You just set me free. Once my lawyer gets this I’m going to own your ass! I’ll own your house, your car, your dog, Hell, I might even let your wife stay if she sits. Phir mene khada hua lund bahar nikala or aunty k gaand p ragad raha tha jb aunty thoda hosh me aa rahi thi or mene gaand p lund rakh k sone ka natak kia aunty ko lund mehsoos hua phir unhone blanket uta li or mera khada lund dekh k dang reh gayi. Or me bhi uth gaya or aunty boli ye kya h tum ne short q nai peheni phir mene kaha aunty snake ko hole me jana h or aunty ko hug kr lia or hath pher raha tha or aunty ko bhi acha lag raha tha lekin mana kr rahi thi bt unko me sach me bohot acha lagta. Then i moved my hand towards her tits an started massaging thosse little peaches. i took off her shirt and she took off her bra. then i saw the little ones. the i started kissing her tits and oh was she liking it. then while kissing everything in between i moved to her pants. she had one of those really short ones. i opened them threw them away and started putting my hand inside her panties looking for her pussy. i started fingering it and soon after she started bleeding from it. i guess it was. In the hour he was in the office this morning before he left he had not changed the book. What had happened between us last night had not caused him to rush to make any major changes. I realized all of this was speculation, but I could not help the way that I felt. My feelings were going crazy. A part of me was tempted to search Peter’s computer while he was out, or go through the files to search out who this Katrina woman is. But I still wanted to be the wife that does not snoop. Even though I.