"Who are you?" Not used to being so forward, Aphrodite blushed at her own question. "I mean, I know you, but I don't know why or where from." Your eye... drew me in. I don't usually go for such...plain...creatures. I like a good smelling human, but you're different. You do know who I am. I have been accessing your dreams for a while, but your psychic blood stopped my actions from working. Lust was supposed to overcome you so it would be easier for me, so you would instantly fall for me without. "Oh god... do I really care? Look, send Madi 50,000 now, then ring Sean Biltworth back and tell him to deposit an extra 25,000. If he doesn't like it, tell him he can screw himself instead and I'll ring his pretentious wife. I'm sick of him anyway, screwed up little sissy," I said as I walked towards the door. "If he wants humiliation, I'll give it to him all right. I know..." I said turning again to Cinti, "Tell him... oh, just hand me the phone."Sean, you want me to tell you what to wear?. Ooo, i gave you all her details but not her name She is Swathi , @5.3 height, little plump. I apologies to readers as my description was lengthy, all this I have written is just to tell my readers that Swathi was not those “chalu” type girl and its only that it happened and I don’t want anyone to point fingers.Now I come to the story directly, on the fateful day , I was in my seat , working in my laptop and suddenly I could see Swathi standing back of me, and as I looked back she acknowledged. I heard him moan softly and then he pushed down on my head. I took him in until I felt his pubic hair on my lips. I enjoyed sucking cock and everyone I went down on had said I was really good at it. My lips started to slide up and down his shaft and I gently held his cum filled balls in my tiny hand. His hand started sliding up and down my back and then he untied my bikini top. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter.“MMMM you like that Mr. Piedmont?” he just pushed my moth back down onto his.
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