C.M aakarHamare paas ruke usme ghar ka samaan tha phir d.C.M mein se ek husband aur wife utreJub maine us aurat ko dekha to mujhe laga kya cheez hain ...hir wo apna saman ander le ja rahe the tabhi maine apne doston se kaha unki help karte hain wo maan gaye Phir hum ne milkar saara saman ander rakh diya phir hum ne jaan pahechaan badai hum ne apna apna naam bataya aur unhone apna naam narender aur divya bataya bas divya naam sunte he wo naam mere dimag mein ghar kar gayaPhir narender ne hame. Beal. Er verlangt von allen in seiner Sektion, ihn so zu nennen. Er ist ein großer schwarzer Mann von etwa 35 Jahren. Als er mich vor fünf Jahren interviewte, sagte er: "Sie werden mich Mister Beal nennen und nur Mister Beal."Seitdem bin ich davon eingeschüchtert. Wir verstehen uns ziemlich gut, aber es wird nie etwas Persönliches besprochen. Er scheint im letzten Jahr etwas freundlicher geworden zu sein. Ich glaube nicht, dass es sicherer ist, ihn als etwas anderes als einen unpersönlichen. " Aren't you cheating by using a camera for your work?" Dannie asked as she followed Ben to where he had a blanket set spread out on the sand."Hardly," Ben said as he sat down on the blanket and gestured for Dannie to join him. Dannie noticed that Ben was patting the blanket next to him and patting his lap at the same time - as if he was giving her a choice of where to sit - and she decided to sit on his lap. As Dannie sat down Ben spread his legs so she could sit between his thighs and wiggle. But when she entered, I looked directly in her eyes and gave her a warm smile. She smiled back, a little shocked that I was acknowledging her presence. She wasn’t a stunner by a long shot….a typical Indian maid.She was short, around 5 ft, dark skinned, hair bunched up. But I immediately felt my dick stir. For the rest of the day, we kept smiling at each other while she worked around the house. She was enjoying the attention and I found her stealing glances at me. This went on for the next week.