Fir professioanls ki trah 45 minutes unka lund choosa. End mein unhone mere baal pakde or daba kr apna virya mere mooh ki gehraayiyo mein chhod diya. ...oht yummy doodh tha. Fir unhone meri chest pr kaat liya. Mai boht thakk gya tha . Tabhi mujhe uthakar bed room mein le gaye. Waha unhone mujhe ulta fenk diya or meri jhango pr aakar baith gaye. Unke lund se mujhe boht darr lag raha tha. Tabhi unhone apna lund mere chhed pr tika kar ek shot mein adha lund mere andar pel diya. Mai chheekh. ‘Where’s your phone?’ ‘We don’t have one.’ ‘So, you use a cell phone then?’ ‘No, we don’t need phones of any type. Neither do we have a television, or radio.’ Martin was now sure that these two women were at least a little bit crazy. He walked into another room, took out his cell phone and dialed Melissa. ‘Melissa, it’s me. I have both of the women in handcuffs. They are not giving me any trouble. It appears that they don’t even have a phone. You’ll have to use my cell phone when you need to. Even though I offered to go and get the item, he refused and said that he will be back soon. So I and his young wife were left alone. His wife was very restless and was waiting anxiously for her husband. There was no sign of her husband returning even after 45 mins. Soon the bus started and was about to start the journey. I told Shalini that we should get into the bus as otherwise we will be left back. Her husband can somehow get into the next bus and reach home. This made her a little happy. She sidled up to him as he made coffee. "Mike's been told about your late appearance so I'm sure you'll get an email from him later. Hope you're hungry," and left him with a laugh.Sure enough, as soon as he sat down Mike's mail popped in the mailbox. "Be at my office at five o'clock again." Embarrassingly, his cock hardened at the thought. 'Right, buckle down to my work and try to forget it,' he thought. He tried but that thick cock kept popping in his brain. At half-past four his colleagues.