It was that motion that broke our kiss and together we looked down between us.“Wow. Just...wow.” she gasped, looking back up at me, both of us bre...thing hard. “What about the rules?” I croaked. She looked for all the world a little defiant. She took a step away from me and picked up her purse. To my utter shock a moment later she produced a condom.“No way.” I whispered.“Do you want me to put it back?” She asked with a mischievous grin.“No!” She laughed as she ripped it open and took me in her. Main b vaise he rah li.or vo apni ungliyaa mere kandhe par pher rahi thi.main uska sexy eraadha bhaap chukaa tha maine b himmat ki main apna hath uske boobs pe le gyyaa or boobs ko dabaane laga usne meri shirt k ek button khul diyaa or chest mere balo k beech hath marne lagi muje boht jyaada sex chadne laga thaa.main kabhi uske nipple ko dabata and sath sath uske boobs ki malish kar raha thaa.usne apne hath se meri pent ki jip or button khol di or beech main hath paa kar mere lund se khelne. That is where I come in, being the trustful advisor that I am.We all do it and most of us get embarrassed at times. So I'm writing this helpful advice. You might want to carry it in your purse or wallet in case you can't remember all the advice when needed.This advice isn't only for work but anytime you find the need to go when you're not at home. We've all been there but don't like to admit it. We've all kicked back in our cubicles or work areas and suddenly felt something brewing down below.. I had decided to travel in a new black shift dress with black four and a half inch heeled sandals, at mistresses request I wore no panties or bra for our first night.“Ah good dinner is served.” Mistress smiled as she ushered us into the dining room.Bill served us also fetching us wine to drink with our meal. After we finished we went back in the lounge, talking for a while until our meal went down. About an hour later Mistress announced she would go get ready and disappeared out the room. I was.