...I dressed. Ate breakfast, and made my way to my desk for 08:15. ‘Ah, Peter. A word please’‘Shit’ Shit, that’s the word. She must have seen me. But she can’t have. Did Security blow the whistle on me? Shit, shit and triple shit with a super-annuating bonus.I followed her into her glass walled office. The heat, the redness racing up my neck and face like a thermometer in the sun. Now beetroot and burning up…‘My goodness Peter’ err, its Pete…‘You look warm. You okay?’Like you care! ‘Er, yes,. She then kept her hand inside and started rubbing it within no time i cummed on her then she stood up and kissed on my cook head and started sucking it then i woke up and asked her what are u doing she said ” mera pyara beta ko massage kar rahe hu ” i asked her not to do so but she jumped on me started kissing me on my lips and i could not resist any more and kissed with immense love . We kissed so deeply for about 20 mins . Then i started pressing and sucking her huge tits. After that she went. She was looking over the top of it, at me. I was still trying not to stare at her, but every now and then I just had to steal a glance. She had the most gorgeous pair of breasts and a slim waist to go with them. While not tall, she had wonderful legs as well.As I was finishing making my omelette and putting it on the plate, I wondered where I was going to sit. Laura made the decision for me.“Come and sit here…” she said pointing to the chair opposite her. I wished it was one next to her then I. Then, one night, we got a visit from our friend Scott, who'd been overseas for a bit. He was staying with us for a couple nights before returning back to his hometown, and relaxing on our sofa. We all had a lot to take, and he was lamenting this girl he'd left back in Europe, so there was a fair amount of takesen sex talk. I was kind of waiting to see if Sam would give me a sign of some sort, but there was nothing. So around midnight, Sam and I went to bed, and Scott was out in our living room..
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