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”Spinning, he saw an old friend. Like she often did, she’d dressed appropriately in dirty, threadbare clothes with a scarf wrapped around her neck. She’s applied makeup to appear dirtier, and mussed her hair so strands stood out at odd angles. It was quite convincing. She handed him an old newspaper.He took it from her, unfolding but not examining the material within. “Wonderful to see you again, Sarah. It didn’t take you long to put your data together.”“Everyone is excited. We’ve been. So, I was wearing a black transparent saree with sleeveless blouse covering my navel. My hubby came near me and grabbed my waist and he kissed my neck and said, baby!! your very sexy today but something is missing. I asked what is it?He grabbed my saree and lowered it such that my navel was visible, he moved the portion of the saree that covers my navel. This looks perfect baby! and he planted a deep kiss in my navel. I became horny but my office cab came.When I was entering office all eyes. She tightly held my head and wanted to push me still further in, when we both knew there were no further depth left at least for my tongue..;)“Go for it tiger, lick me all dry. Make me your slut, make me cum, and just eat that pussy all up love” she shrieked and I obliged.In those 15-20 minutes, she must have come at least thrice and I sure wouldn’t have wasted a drop of her sweet pussy juice just like she did not mine.Finally, she was relieved and she slid down my chest, holding my face in. In fear, I removed my hand and slept.In the morning everyone one woke and Shreya prepared coffee for me and sathvik. Her attitude was changed towards me. She gave a naughty smile while giving coffee to me I feared that she had known what I did yesterday night.So the day passing we planned for a movie for the first show. And went to the movie. She sat beside me in the movie I was a little bit in fear that what she will ask me. But she asked about my girlfriend. I said I don’t have any girlfriend.
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