My weakness is the boobs of girls I fantasize a lot about them. The story is about a call center girl. One day while I was in my office just completed...a meeting and was heading for lunch and I got a call from X bank about home loan initially I said no but as she was explaining the interest rates and I just gave it a thought as I actually was planning to buy a Flat to make my IT returns less. Hope you all know if we have a home loan we have a lot of IT exemption so I said her to call me back the. The coffee shop was crowded, but we got lucky and a couple was just getting up from a small table by the window. Alicia sat down across from me and started sipping her coffee. It gave me a good chance to look at her while she talked. Of course I had studied her photo, but that was only one expression and Alicia seemed to have a million of them. She was so expressive I felt like I could be across the room and not able to hear and still know what she was talking about. She apologized that she. There was a gloryhole in it , so he checked,and since the other booth was empty, he went in one and I went in the other. Now, I could HEAR there were other guys nearby, but aside from one guy I saw in the hallway near then entrance before it got so dark, I couldn't see anyone else. So the guy I came in with put his cock through the whole, and I wasted no time diving right in, suckling and slurping away. After a couple minutes he suggested I come join him in his booth, which I did. After about. I got out of mine, grabbed my attache' case and waved at her. She opened the door of her car."Do you have your flute," I asked.She nodded happily, reaching back into her car to retrieve the case and her own backpack. Backpack. College student. She was more apt to carry that backpack than a purse on most days, only abandoning it for occasions when we 'dressed up' to go to dinner or a movie.As she reached my side she was smiling still. "I didn't realize I would be required to play for my dinner,.