“Hi there!” Andrea called out; then, to her companion: “Look at him, Sarah: briefcase in one hand and champers in the other! Talk about mixing b...siness with pleasure…” Sarah stood back while Andrea placed a relatively chaste kiss on his cheek and received one in return, then stepped forward with her right hand formally extended. “I’m Sarah Middleton,” she introduced herself, in a beautiful, cut-glass British accent. “So pleased to meet you. Andrea’s told me about the meeting she had with you. I tightened my grip on her saying, “there’s still some cream here” looking at her tits and then at her eyes. She didn’t say anything but was tightly closing her eyes and took a gulp or two. However as I glanced at Ramu, he was looking the same way as earlier without blinking his eyes. Also, Ramu’s left hand was in his pants and doing something there which I didn’t understand. I thought it was none of my business.I turned to madam’s boobs and started licking and sucking the pinkish brown tits. Wowthat was easier in a dress than it was in jeans thinking to myself as Isee Max speechless."I told you I could do it Max now who is the little one now hehehe." Igiggle softly before I notice I just giggled like a little girl.I hear clapping from behind us and there is a little girl and a ladyclapping and staring at me then at Max. "That was great I told Max Ibelieved you when you told him you could do a 360," I hear the littlegirl saying."By the way I am Ms. Trump and this is my little Miley.. I didn’t think anything of it.Two days later: I was just chilling on my couch watching TV when Bayley was a guest when my tweet was featured: the host said: “Changing subjects: I was on your twitter page when I saw some fan asking you to a special needs gala in two months, Are you going to accepting this guy, or are you going to forget that loser!”. Before she answered, some person yelled: “don’t do it, he’s a loser” as they showed my picture. My heart damn near sank as she replied: “he’s not a.