Her cheeks warmed at the memory, the corners of her mouth pulling back in a knowing smirk. ‘What had Emily called it?’ she thought to herself, her...brows furrowed in recollection of her English travel companion. ‘That’s right, “banging for roof”.’ Her lips split into a broad grin. “Oh, I can’t,” Wendy whispered, shaking the smile from her face. She hadn’t cheated on her husband since they had been together. ‘Well, since we’d been married,’ she reminded herself with another impish grin. Her hen’s. “How will I be paying for this?” I asked just as the other women had.“Thirty-three forty-nine is …….” He tore a slip out of his booklet and handed it to me.“Thank you.”“Sir.”“Excuse me?”“No matter who you address in this town, be sure to use ‘Sir’. My tip for the day, freebie with no reporting to your family.”“Oh.” I stammered for a second, “Thank you, SIR.”“Have a nice day!”I looked down at the slip, it read: TAVERN DUTY, TWO HOURSI had no idea what that meant, but I took my bag of. I started to hit her boobs and forcibly put my dick in her mouth and started to oral fuck her. She started to shout, “Oh my God, fuck me hard, hard and harder, come on Ankur tear my ass.”Ankur started to fuck her wildly and cummed after 10 minutes. Ankur was exhausted and sat on the sofa and started to have more beer until his cock gets harder again. Now Preetam is about to cum. He immediately stopped fucking and controlled himself from cumming.Now we exchanged chicks, I made Jahnavi sleep on. Do you want me to come along?”“Not unless you need to. I’ll just take a quick look around.”We walked into the main offices and to my office where we sat on the couch.“No, I don’t need to, and I have some work to do. Cindi and I need to call Ben Jackson to finalize the plans for the User Group meeting on October 2nd.”“In San Francisco, right?”Kimmy brought us drinks, we thanked her, and she shut the door on her way out.“Yes. Ben is still User Group President, so he’s the one who decides. Next.