She came inside and Started Flirting about her family and she was very curious to know about me and asked whether I had a girl friend? I said no I don... have any girl friend and the whole day we were flirting enough and we had the dinner at her home and I came back and I selpt.The very next day she came with a Breakfast and ordered me to come for Lunch. I had the breakfast and I took bath and gone to the Aunty’s home. She started flirting again and started saying about her husband that he beats. Promptly Jerry turned on the tape player to the tune of the Supremes. The door to his private quarters opened and out comes Pinky, dressed only in a pair of black nylons, dancing to the music and to my pleasant surprise, he had some moves. Pinky danced easily around the office, gyrating his hips back and forth, causing his long, slim, uncut cock to flop against his balls and the flat belly. Then, he began moving his hips from side to side, causing his cock to twirl in a circular motion. I glide my fingertips across your lips, your tongue swirls around it. I gently stroke your cheek, then slap it, I caress the other and slap it hard as well. My hands dance over your bra then from your wrists to your armpits. My touch quickly becomes tickling as you burst out with laughter. Your arms are secure high over your head, you try lower them as my tickling becomes more ravenous. I move up and down your body, the tickling is rapidly becoming an excruciatingly wicked torment. I allow you. There's not really a typical engagement, except for the fact that you go somewhere for one purpose and end up in bed at the end of it. But I can tell you about my last engagement if you like.”“Somehow I'd imagined you didn't do the work itself, just organised it. But yes, that would be good, if you don't mind.”“Not at all. Here, let's make ourselves comfy, shall we?” She stood and took me by the hand and led me next door into what I can only describe as a boudoir. It was a bedroom decked out in.