I know, I replied, you should feel how wet I got from doing it. My partner reached over, lifted my dress and began to rub my pussy through my thong. M...mm, he said, you are wet. He carried on rubbing my clit through my thong before pulling it to the side and sliding a finger inside me. My large lips were nice and moist and he slid inside me easily. I moaned as he fingered me rocking my hips onto his finger desperate to feel more inside me. Soon he slid another finger inside me, then another, and. "Yeah Frank. Happy Thanksgiving to you too," I said into the phone."Clint, my boy, I've been thinking," he said. "Look I don't want to ruin your Turkey Day, but I need you to come to the office tomorrow morning. I have another brilliant idea." Even as I hung up the phone, I knew that I was going to hate his brilliant idea.But I used the phone call as a distraction. I pretended that I had to go to our home office to receive an important e-mail. In the privacy of the office, I checked my personal. I pulled my panties out and handed them to Tim. I said in a very hurt and controlled voice, “Here you may inspect my panties for any evidence of my perceived indiscretion.” I sat in a chair while pulling my skirt up to my waist then I spread my legs so Tim got a full beaver shot. “When you are finished with my panties you should inspect my pussy for any evidence also.” His face went from red to white when I told him to check my coochie. I knew his dislike for touching my ‘dirty’ bits so I felt. Fir mene usko bed per litaya or uske boobs ko muh me leker chusne laga vo aaaahhh aaahhh aaahh krne lagi fir uske pure boobs neck bagal me chocolate laga kr pehle puri neck ko choosa or cut bhi kiya use bohot accha lag rha tha vo machal uthi or aahe bherne lagi aaaaahhh aaaahhhh aaaahhhh ahhhh ahh aaahhhh or mera lund apne hath me leker hila rahi thi dhire dhire uske bagal chatne lagaFriends mujhe bagal chatna accha lagta hai mene uski bagal me chocolate lagai or chusne laga usko bhi bhi bohot.