Told them her father was a lawyer with a prestigious law firm in Boston, that they lived in the moneyed part of the city in a brownstone, rode in a li...ousine... the full crap. Well, one night she got a little lit and told her roommate the truth, that he father worked in a butcher shop, her mother was an alcoholic who committed suicide and if it weren't for her scholarship, she couldn't afford to be here at all." And she was willing to..." Oh, she told me she'd never put out for me, that she'd. This story is real. Babis is living in Salamina with his mother. His father left with an Albanian woman. In the summer of 2013 I was visiting their house frequently. I liked the company of the two of them a lot. They used to live in a house in an area with not so many houses around. It was calm and beautiful. Babis and his mother were making money from a canteen. In Greece a canteen is an outdoor little kiosk where you can buy cigarettes, beers, refreshments , sandwiches etc.I was helping them. Keerthi: Ok ok cool. Will see how and where to do. Will ping you soon.Me: thank you a lot darling, will be waiting to taste yours today.After some time, I got a meeting invitation from Keerthi scheduled at 6:30 PM, SDB7, Floor 5. Ours is the second floor, but the meeting was scheduled at 5th floor. I got a doubt on the 5th floor won’t be that much rush and the only couple of projects is running over the entire floor. My heart started pumping high and I immediately pinged her askingMe: Is that. It was too sensual that I groaned and moaned in ecstasy.Without releasing me from her embrace, she rolled me to my back and my automatically rested on the pillow. Her mouth was still holding my nipple and was biting little harder. I moaned louder with that pleasureful pain of her bite.She raised her head and starred into my eyes. She gently ran her fingers through my hair and pushed them back. She kissed my forehead and laid straight on my body and slowly moved downwards, kissing and.