Phir muh mein ander bhar kar rahi thi ab mera liquid nikalne wala tha meine jaise taise control kiye hue tha woh apni chut mere lund se takara rahi th... kabhi pheeche hokar gaand ke ched mein push kar rahi thi mein bebas tha ab mujhe bhout thand lag rahi thi rekha ko patta nahi kya hua achanak palti aur mere lund ko muh mein bhar kar jor jor se aage pheeche hathon se karte hue jeeb se chatane lagi jaise usse patta ho ki mera liquid nikalne wala ho ab bus ho gaya meien bhi thaan li aur jo jorse. I have no idea who she is, maybe a client, maybe a new girl, maybe a temp.She is wearing very tight pencil skirt which is stretched across a gorgeous shaped arse. I can just make out suspenders underneath. My eyes travel downwards where she is wearing very sheer black seamed stockings and very high heels. Almost holding my breath, I approach her, she doesn’t seem to be aware I’m there or is pretending, she doesn’t turn around.I walk slowly up behind her so the front of my suit trousers are. "Spread em, I want to make sure you are really fresh there." I leaned back against the wall and spread my legs enough to give Sharon the room she needed to run her tongue up and down my slit. "Am I fresh?" I asked. "Couldn't be fresher," she replied. "DeeDee will be pleased! I'm pleased too, you sure taste good." The bachelorette party was an awakening for many of Jill's friends. Somewhere about half of them determined that they were bisexual and one said she was a full fledged lesbian. Jill. If you want to buy them on line I can remove them." No that's fine. How much does he weigh?" I asked."He weighs forty eight pounds. He really should weigh about fifty five pounds. He appears to be slightly malnourished." she said."Well, I'll see about that straight away," I said."Well he has had all his shots now, so he is good to go. I do need to know his name for the file." the receptionist said.I remembered an old western movie I saw on TV as a child. A woman asked the hero what his dog's.