Cory slid off of the bed and walked to me … her voice was husky as she put her arms up pulling me close to her. She said, “I have trusted you, now...will you trust me?” I was shaking as I nodded an agreement to her. Her hands were quickly down to the button on the front of my jeans; I heard the zipper being pulled down and felt the cool air as she slid my pants down my legs. I stepped out of my jean just as Cory reached out to take my hard cock in her hand. My boxers were straining to hold it. Maine kaha ki madam pehle ap mere lund ko muh main to le lo madam ne mera lund jaise he muh main lena chaha madam ko mere lund par til nazar aya or wo bohat accha lag raha thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa madam ki khushi ka thgikana nahi thaa lekin main kuch nahi samhjhe pa raha thaa ki hakhir baat kiyaa hai tabi maine kaha ki madam kiyaa hua wo boli mere raja tum bohat naseeb wale ho jo tumhare lund par till hai tum kabhi mar nahi khaoge maine kaha kese to usne kaha ki tumhare lund par till hai iska mtlab. I sipped my espresso on my balcony while watching the sunrise. After a fast shower I shaved and -- fresh and clean with an odor of a cheap after shave I got on sale at a super market -- headed to work.On the way to work I had the same excitement I had when I first started working at the small local rent-a-car and tourism company that employed me. I remember my first days when the veteran tour guide Nikos told me I’d do great as long as I was discrete and friendly. Discretion was essential,. I participated in all kinds of company events, softball, basketball, charity events, anything to get to know more people. The truth was, I was exactly where I wanted to be in my life, but I was lonely. I needed someone to share my success with. I worked very hard to get to where I was, but all I had to show was any an empty house to go home to at night.Two months passed and spring came. I decided that there were things that needed to be done to the yard. After many trips to the local Home.