" With that she closed the door and I set off toLondon, wondering what the hell Amy wanted of me.The drive to London was not too bad, traffic is alway... hell in the citybut I managed to make it to the apartment in an hour and a half, it wasa classy pad in Pimlico a three bed apartment in a 1930's art decobuilding and it had two parking spaces which was a blessing for meunloading the van, soon I was back on the road again heading back toOxford.I was a bit over the four hours when I pulled into. You've got to get better or you'll never be able to keep a man. Mmmmm, that's it. Think of that guy as a test dummy. Give him a proper deep throating. Take every inch in your mouth and down your throat. Give him a real blow job, then switched to the next guy before he cums."Again Buffy couldn't do anything except obey, hope that one way or another this nightmare would end soon and wonder what exactly her little s*ster was up too.There were many perverted things Dawn had dreamed of doing and. Unhe market se kuch lena hai bhaiya ghar par nahi hai to chale jaana.Me- Kya yaar aurto wale kaam nahi hote mujhse (show off kar raha tha). Thik hai chale jaunga. Shaam ko 7 baje bhabhi ghar par aayi aur Rohan ko didi ki pass chod dia.Bhabhi- Ye market mein bahot tang karega.Me- Haan bhabhi chaloFir maine activa nikali aur market chale. Bhabhi mere piche baithe the to unke boobs mere back pe touch ho rahe the.Kya soft fluffy feel ho rahe the.Maine jaan booj kar kharaab sadak se break maarte hue. A valet helped me from J’s low-slung sportscar, giving my legsan appreciative look. I started to pull my skirt down to prevent himfrom glimpsing my auburn fluff, but something stopped me and I got asecret thrill knowing he could see. As I stood up I heard a low whistle.As we approached the front door J said, “Before we go in. . .” and ledme off to the side. On a hidden patio next to the house, he raised mysweater over my head and behind my neck, then unzipped my skirt, slid.