“Thanks,” I say. “You’re welcome,” she says and I follow her over to the sofa. “So… I’ve told you my story, now it’s your turn.” “Well… there’s really not much to tell. I just studied my ass off in college. Got an accounting degree and started working for this tech firm called Vortex straight out of college. I make good money, but the job itself isn’t the best.” She listens intently as she takes a sip of her beer. “How come?” she asks. “I feel more like a glorified assistant, than an actual accountant. Most of the time I do a lot of accounting bitch work if indian you know what I mean. I’ve been there 4 years and I still feel like they treat me as if I was an intern,” I admit. “Well.. not to be mean or anything, it’s because you’re kind of a pushover,” she says bluntly. “You were in high school and you still are.” “Wait to put it bluntly,” I mutter. “I’m not saying it’s a bad thing, well… What I mean to say is that you’re a nice guy. One of the good guys. Which, unfortunately, also means you’re easy to push around.” She scoots a little closer, legs touch. “Well at least you’re honest,” I say. “It’s one of the many reasons why I like you, most guys are assholes.” She places her hand on my thigh. “True…” She bites her lip as her hand slides up my thigh. “Ahh.. so…” before I could even finish what I was going to say, her mouth attacks mine. I somehow manage to put my drink on the side table as she starts to crawl on top of me, pushing me down on the sofa. She spills some of her beer before desi she puts hers on the table. Finally, I breaks away from the kiss. “So… how exactly are we going to… ah… do this?” I ask her as she straddles me, pulling off her tank top to reveal a set of rock-hard abs and a small pair of breasts underneath a black lace bra. “I know you’re not gay, but I desperately want to fuck you,” she says as she grabs my wrists and pins them above my head, leaning down once more to kiss me. Finally, I pull back and look her in the eye. “I don’t know… I’ve never actually done anything like this.” On Friday night, Harry will try his sleep magic on one of his family members. Their eyes met, they froze for a second. John was too busy getting his balls drained for the third time to answer right away, Marty spoke first. Ashley locked fingers with her and rode out her orgasm, moaning wildly. "O!" yelled a familiar voice, "Where the fuck you come from? Me "Holy shit.. Although the events happening around me felt very unreal, it did not feel like a dream and that ment I should be quick to figure out what was happening. I feed you my indian cock and you willing start to suck and lick me again. Dare I ask: what color panties are you wearing?" This chapter was added by reader demand. My inner voice yelled inside my head: "This can't be happening! “Ouch.” My pussy clenched, needing to be filled. It’s so cute! An hour later, brother and desi sister stood in the lobby of the hotel.