“Karen hey, I need you to work overtime hey destroying evidence of my tax dodging hey, could you do that for me hey?” I imitated our boss mockingl... and we both laughed. “Oh Mr Spencer I don’t know, I have this itch under my skirt. I was going to go see a doctor about it.” Karen put on a cutesy voice that sounded oddly like a certain one of our co-workers, Stacy, who suspiciously spent a lot of time with Mr Spencer in his office. “Oh come here hey and let me look at it hey.” “Oh would you. And Sammy is so nice."He smiles, continuing, "Jillian mentioned the incident earlier. I justwant to add my thanks for keeping her safe, both personally andprofessionally. She speaks very highly of you. I'm glad she found you.I feel better in many ways."I just blush slightly saying, "Thank you." Jillian has major star written all over her. If you're able to keephold of her ascent, you'll have a very good future. Our personalrelationship won't last much longer, we both know that. We're on. Phoppi bohat kuch hoian or kahna kah kar hum log batian karny lagay mara cusian college trip per muree gia tha .May nay cohha kay ab cusian bhi nahi hay to or boriat hogi khair rat ko to may so gia subha phoppi nay saag or butter ka nasta karway or mujhay ghar per choor kar kisi kay ghar chali gain Gayoon may us waqat cable or tv nahi tha may room may layta radio sun raha tha kay koi aurat mari phoppi ko awaz day rahi hay may room say bahar aya to mary samany ak lumbi or tundrust si jawan aurat. Her nipples and areolae were bright red, swollen and tender looking. Her diaphragm was working to get oxygen into her lungs, and she was sweaty where we were still connected, my slowly softening cock still buried deep inside her.In one of those quirky moments that help to make life even more worthwhile, our morning had turned from a tender moment of lovemaking into a sweat-filled fuck session, but there were no complaints from Kayla or me.We were lying side by side recuperating from our aerobic.