Unke jane k bad hmare noker ravi ne hmai us admi k bare mai btaya uska naam munna thakur tha es city mai uski bht chalti hai..Ravi uski tarif toh esa ...ha tha jesa wo hmara ni uska nokr ho.. Pr zakir ko ensan kuch thik ni lga.Mane pucha toh zakir ne bat tal di..Raat mai v zakir ka mood kharb h tha…Pr mera maan kr rha tha krne ka ghar shift krne k chakr mai 1-2 haafto se kiya v ni tha..Vesa toh mai bht sarif aurat hu pr kvi-kvi es jism ki aag bekabu hone lgti hai..Or mai v chudakd aurto ki trh. Stretching languidly, I realised it would probably be a good idea if I washed my face. "Ewwww," I giggled, mimicking one of my girlfriends. I didn't want to see what I looked like, so I washed my face without turning on the light. It was then that it dawned on me that it was actually 4.52 P.M. I better have a shower, I thought. Sighing, I flicked on the lights, stripped off and turned on the water, hastily stepping under the cleansing spray.By the time I climbed out, dinner was well under way.. It surprised me - how she seemed to know she could get me hard so soon after our talk about our time with her 'lover', Stephan. She wiggled her hips a little, letting my erection grow under her, centering it between the lips of her drenched sex. Then she was still, looking down at me expectantly as if she was waiting for me to begin."Well, don't you want to know?"I was sure she was teasing. She wasn't.She leaned forward, suspended over me on her outstretched arms. Her eyes locked on mine as. "New to campus, Ashley was unfamiliar with all the buildings and campus facilities; she was not aware there was a student lounge. So she assumed that ' The Lounge ' was the name of a night club.This was Ashley's first time away from home, Toronto, and she knew nothing of Ottawa. So she googled to find this lounge by copying part of her e-mail instructions' but she made a typo, hitting a second 't' instead of a comma, so she wrote the words ' sotto the lounge Ottawa' into the search engine space.