SHakeela…kya…tuje me aachi lagti hu ?? Me…mOm…..achi bahi bahut sexy ho aap….Aap ke bade bade chuche…badi badi gand….sexy lips aur ankhe...dekh ke..kisi ka bhi lung khada ho jaye….Shakeela….muje apni aur khichte hue….bol..prashant ..tu mere saht kya karna chahta hai ??Mom…me to aapke sath bahu kuch karna chahta hu….meri sabhi fantasy puri karna chahta hu….aap karne dogi kya ??Shakeela..sale….mere bade lund wale bête….mebhi tere sath bahu kuch karna chahti hu….kaha that u ab tak ??Me…Shakeela. “ Hannah legte die Akten auf den Tisch, dann sagte Mr Andersen: „Und jetzt Hannah zieh dich bis auf die Unterwäsche aus.“ Hannah wurde rot, aber began damit ihre Bluse aufzuknöpfen. Ihre Hände waren nass und sie zitterten. Tausende Gedanken schossen ihr durch den Kopf aber sie machte weiter.Erst als sie nur noch ihren schwarzen Spitzen-BH und ihren dazu passenden Slip trug realisierte sie, was sie getan hatte. Sie hatte panische Angst. Daniel Andersen stand auf, ging um seinen Schreibtisch. “See me in my office at 4” she said , with renewed composure with her usual teasing and tantalizing tone . “Yes” I said and walked away .“Am I too intimidating?” I looked down at my feet , pulling away some pieces of dry grass from in between my toes.“You?” Stella echoed from behind her screen.“Me” I straightened up and looked at her .“Is that a tricky question?” she asked half amused. “No. It is not” I stared straight into her eyes.“Now stop looking at me with those eyes” she smiled “I’m an. It is what you wanted, you were so eager in our chat."He was right. I told him getting fucked was my favorite thing. I lied, never thinking it would go this far. It was, and I had to take it. It would have to get better, there would be some pay off for me. He pushed deeper.Oh FUCK, this hurt. His hands on my hips, pulling me back onto his cock. I forced myself to relax, how is that possible. He pulled me back more, his cock filling me, stretching me."AAAAAHHHHHHHH... That's it, take it all..