"Chopsticks?" She asked."Of course." I replied. Let's eat in the lounge, more comfortable than the dining room." Warmer as well. Wine Jen?"Sounds good...to me." I picked up my plate and grabbed a bottle of wine. Helen did the same and carried the glasses in."That was a lovely." I said finishing the last of my food and picking up my wine glass."It was, thank you Jen." No thank you for being here to share it with me." No thank you for inviting me for feeding me, for letting me use your shower for. Per usase jyada kuch nahi .. Ye 3rd floor pe reheti thi (top floor) . Meri najar to is lady pe thi per koi connection nahi mil raha tha .Ek bar papa ne mujhe maintenance ki amount jake dene kaha secretary ko . Jo ki first floor pe rehete the . Mai jab paise dene gaya to aunty ne kaha ki register me khud hi entry kar lo . Jab mai register me entry ka page dhund raha tha tab mujhe sabke contact details wala page mila aur jaise bachpan me ladkiyo ke no. Net cafe ke register me se liya karte the. — Ian blew the lamp out and crawled into bed. He lay in the darkness. Dr. Somerset and Halliday had returned just before supper. They had immediately taken lanterns and had examined the stone that Ian had uncovered. The looks on their faces betrayed their excitement. His thoughts turned to that of the girl. Those eyes! The way she had looked at him. Her smile. Ian yearned to see that smile again. He felt a rush of sexual excitement flow through his body as he thought of her. His manhood. I tell her I want to see her cum for me right here and she stops, looking at me but saying nothing. I tell her to sit on the ground at my feet and play with her pussy as she tells me that she is my little slut and wants me to fuck her so everyone can watch.Without missing a beat she sits and pulls up her skirt, running her fingers across the front of her panties, I can see the wet spot starting to grow between her legs, she pulls the crotch of her panties to the side and shows me her little.