Sorry... went down the wrong pipe", Cynthia said sheepishly as the red in her cheeks deepened realizing everyone was gathered around her."Alright then...everyone back to work, Chef can you get Cyn a glass of water please?" Mike requested as the department heads started to shuffle out of the boardroom and back to their respective departments."Cynthia... really... are you OK?" Mike asked with concern in his eyes."Oh yeah, thanks, I am fine... really." Cynthia replied as she gathered her papers. I also noticed that the many of them seemed to know each other.They were all wearing comfortable flat shoes, and jeans, and most didnot have on any makeup.While in the lineup, one of them commented that she liked my outfit.She asked to see my boots, so I pulled up my pant leg a bit. She lovedthem. She added that she did not have time to dress up, what withtaking care of kids and such.We walked out to our cars together. She invited me to go for coffeewith her, so we went next door to a. Usko ghodi bana di.Khud ghoda ban kr uski chut pr mota lund rakh kr chodne lga..Usko jali k paas kr liya.Taki hum niche na gir jaye.Asli maza aane lga.30 saal ki ghodi pr 21 sail ka ghoda chad gya.Wo mast hoker apni chut mein mera lund dalwane lgi.Usko aise chudwane mein maza aane lga.Main shot pr shot marne lga.Fir kuchh der baad pura uske uper chadh jata.Uski peeth pr chadh kr let jata.Wo bechari ghodi ghode k niche apni chut mein lund dalwa kr kuchh bhi nahi bol rahi thi.Wo apne uper ghoda. Alice made an appointment for her to come into the office the next afternoon and she showed up on time. I knew how the movies and radio dramas have the mysterious young wife desperately searching for her husband be blond, beautiful, and dumb; well scratch that one off your list. Mrs. April Hawthorn was short, skinny as a rail, had black hair, and appeared to have a sky-high IQ.She had last seen her husband about three months ago as he left to play golf at one of the poshest golf courses in the.