She got up and walked away with her empty boot and I assumed she was off to the toilet, she was and after a few minutes she returned with her glass no...longer empty, it was about a third full and as she sat back down at the table she spoke to the banker in german and then to me in English explaining that it was her piss in the glass not lager.I could see the delight in his face and as we both watched he lifted the glass boot to his lips and began to drink her urine, it was very horny, i knew he. .tabi menu langda ke chal rahi thi” ” are tum dono darwaje par hi baatain karte rahoge kyaa sumit ise iske vip kamre mai pahuchaoo… Kaise ho dev betaa” kehte hue sumit ke papa aa rahe the…. Maine unke pair chue aur unse thodi baatain kari. Fir sumeet mere ko apne room mai le gaya .. Sumeet ke pita bahut bade business man the bahut bada bunglow tha unka sumeet ne mujhe second floor par jaha menu wagairh ruke hue the wohi room fix kiya thaa.. Room bahut shaandar thaa ek doubble bed tv, vcd player. First she tried to slip them under the waistband, but couldn't. Frowning, she took a fistful of the fluff, and put it between the blades of the scissors, and snipped. She set the scissors down and examined the cut. Or where the cut should have been. She snatched the scissors up, and started frantically cutting at random. She later wondered how long she might have gone on that way, if the computer hadn't beeped, signaling the arrival of an e-mail.She dropped into her swivel chair feeling. .“Ahhh,” I breathed as intense sensations overwhelmed me. I was in a place without words, without images. After a while, I returned to the world of the living with something wet wiping my butt hole. I didn’t need to open my eyes to figure out who was licking my asshole.“Thank you, Solance,” I gasped. It was Solance’s specialty and nobody did it better.“You broke it,” Manny complained, touching my limp penis. “You haven’t lost your touch, girl!”“Here, drink this,” Constance lifted my head up and.