Karan kapde badal kar living room me baitha tha.Karan: Maa! Mai tayar hu ap chalo jaldi!Pooja: Haan beta aa rahi hoo darwaje pe tumne jo safed pani gi...aya hai usse safto kar du!Ye sunte hi karan ke pasine chut gaye. Pooja living room aa gayi. Kya qayamatlag rahi thi wo. Gore badan be kali sari aur kala blouse. Sari bhi transparent.Blouse itna low cut ki uski cleavage kisi andhe ko bhi dikhjaye. Wahi haal peeth ka bhi. Sari Poojane itni neeche pehni thi agar 1 cm bhiwo niche ho jaye to uske chut. M. I just told my boss that I needed to go, promising that I would make up the hour I missed another day. I considered calling some of my girls to cry but decided against it- I wasn’t in the mood for pep-talks, or for hearing how I should move on with my life and get a new boyfriend. Instead I decided to head to the nearest pub and spend some time drinking my sorrows away. After the first couple of beers I felt way better; that shit for brains idiot could have his cow- I hoped she'd give him. "You will be fine, I know you will. I want you to enjoy tonight, This is the beginning of a new life. Don't look at it as work, or a client, look at it as something you enjoy. I know you love sex… believe me, you were wonderful."Stepping back, she grinned and told me to scoot. “Go, take a long, soothing, hot bath.” In my room, I thought about everything that was about to happen. Entertaining men, my future being set, what the hell does that all mean? Will I owe these men all my life? Damn,. Now very horny, the phone rang and interrupted my impure thoughts about Debbie’s long nipples. I was delighted to hear Pam on the other end of the phone. She said, “I took the day off, did some cooking and then got a massage”. She described how the massage had made her horny and said, “now I’m home having some wine and really wanting some company!” This was music to my ears, “I will be there in an hour, darling” I replied quickly. I wrapped up things at work and headed to her place. Pam had.