”“Yeah, you know how people say, partying for a living is no fun? They say it’s all a bunch of work and you don’t really enjoy it?”“Oh?”...��That’s bullshit,” he cracked into an even wider smile, “That’s what they tell people so no one else gets in on the fun.”“Wait, so how is remembering people your job then?”“Ooh, yeah, totally. See when you run into someone at a party and they remember your name, and they remember what drink you liked, it feels great, see you smile and you look them in the eye. Mai Mumbai me raheta hu.Ye kahani mere aur mere bagalwali aunty ki hai jiske saath meine sex keya tha. Baat 2 week purine hai jab mere gar wale gav gai the aur gar me mai akela he tha. Aunty mere bagal wale room me rhete hai aur uncle jo ke driver hai wo jada tar out of city he hote hai.Aunty ka naam reeta hai (changed). Unke body ekdam bari hui hai bade bade boobs aur ek dam mast bade gol aur ekdam tight gaad. Aur reeta ne batya tha ke abi tak uske pati ne uske gaad nai mari hai. Jab mai apne. “Nat?”“Hmm?”“You’re winking at me, love.”“I’m what?” she replied, and then giggled when she realised what he meant. “Oh, sorry.”Dan shook his head and sat up straight. They had only been housemates for six weeks but apart from the place smelling a lot nicer, it had been a fucking nightmare. Natalie was a lovely girl. She was funny, and sweet, and easy to get along with, but she traipsed around the house wearing practically nothing. It obviously hadn’t occurred to her that Dan was a red blooded. We went on like this until there was nothing left.She began to stroke my cock gently, then leaned forward to take me into her mouth. Her tongue played with my knob and then travelled down and back up the shaft. She took me again with her hand and concentrated her licking and sucking on the tip of my cock. As it grew bigger and bigger, she inserted her tongue into my little slit and moved it back and forth, which only served to make me harder.She eventually stood up and sat me down on the chair..