" And with that she leaned back, sliding down the cabinet behind her until her shoulders, and then her head touched the floor, her legs sliding out fr...m beneath her.He stepped back, uncertain of what she was doing, and watched as she placed her feet on the floor, wide apart, and raised her hips as high as she could, offering him her slap-reddened pussy."Yours, Master," she said, her voice strained from keeping her position. "Only yours."Damn, how did she do it? How did she get to him like that?. He asked me if we could watch some porn.As I knilt down on my knees and elbows, with my little bottom in front of him,As I told him,I don't watch that stuff, but I don't mind, what do you want to watch?Right when I grabbed the mouse,I felt one of his hands running up and down my little bottom, and I pushed back against his hand, I heard him say,You are so fucking sexy all dressed up.I said, "Thanks" back to him still trying to be quiet.I just picked some random femboy video and hit play,I. Its all really true story but writing expression something different so enjoy this story and I hope u will like it also and definitely mail to me on Ye kahani mere dost Girish ki hai jo mere saath hi padta tha aur ye kahne ki jaroorat nahi ki hum ek tarah se langotiya yaar the. Apne khane-peene ki aur har tarah ki baat ek dusre share karte the. Ek din usne mujhe bataya ki Ren(My nick Name) tujhe Chaaya kaisi lagti hai. Mene kaha ki kyon tu kyon poonch raha hai tu apni bata to woh bola yaar bas. Iverson said, turning his gaze back on me with a smile. His eyes focused on mine, followed with a subtle respectful glance at my body. “You must have a lot of confidence in her.”I smiled back, with a blush.“I do,” Bob answered. “She’s very good. Camille has already taken care of your hotel accommodations at the Marriott and dinner reservations at Flemings. Enjoy dinner. I look forward to hearing the details of what you two bang out.”“Shall we go?” I said, reaching for the door.Mr. Iverson.