Mi didila khali jhopwal aani ticha varutun chadlo aani tila good gulya karayla laglo ti par jorjorat masti karat hoti aani achanak tichya patith dukha...la laglaMi bajula baslo ti mhanali, “Are pathith achanak khup dhukhat ahe”Mi mhanatl baghu thamb tar tinr nakar dila pan mi force kelya var tine ticha dress pathi magun thoda var kela tichi slim kambar baghun mi tar havetach gelo hotoMi tila mhanalo, “Ag yala malish karawi lagel”Tine parat nako mhantle mi mhnatl “Mi oil aanto tu jhop”Mi oil gheun. Fucker&hellip, I moaned quietly to myself, clutching my head. The pain seemed to knock some sense into me though and when I looked back at it, I could quite believe I had flirted with this superstar when I didnt really even know him. But he flirted back. I knew that. Makena. What the fuck is your problem? He hissed at the bouncing teen. Is this your exchange? Is she staying here? Oh my God, hi! Im Makena! Its so nice to meet you! You must be Jasmine, right? She pulled me out of the car and. She is 30yrs old working as a project manager in some MNC.She told me that my story is nice and wanted to know about my life and encounters. She requested me to have a chat. I said OK and we chatted about personal stuff family and encounters and all other stuff. That day we chatted about 2hours and exchanged numbers and chatted for some time. Next day in the afternoon time I got a message from her and started chatting. She is now comfortable with me and asked me to meet at her office at 6 pm. I. “Come on, sis. Training time.”She put her head on my shoulder as I carried her into the living room and lay her in front of the fireplace. Its embers were almost gone but I threw on some more Aspen logs and soon had a great fire going. Betty was sitting up, lazily scratching herself and yawning.“Why did you want me in your bed?” she asked, the words garbled by another yawn.“Betty, I understand you do not like to suck cock or take it up the ass. I am going to change that.”Instantly, she was wide.