To grab his attention I said ” Manoj please see if you can get a chilled soft drink, I am thirsty “. Manoj looked at me and said ” Ok Ma’am “. But his eyes got glued. He was staring at my cleavage like a hungry lion. To make things worse….I pulled my skirt up a little. That showed him my milky fleshy thighs. Suddenly Manoj braked the car and I took the opportuniy. I leaned forward and brushed his neck. He could well understand my intentions now because he kept staring at me now and then. I planned to give the final blow. I took out my cellphone and dialed the cust care no. I pretended as if there was my BF on the other side and started talking dirty. I purposely used words like panty, wet, kiss and also let out a few moans. Suddenly Manoj turned the car in some other direction. I was scared now. I asked ” Manoj where are we going “. He was silent. My heart ws beating harder. I was just playin around but I was still a virgin. I yelled at him ” Where the hell r we going ” ? He turned. You let yourself into our room with your key, surprised that I don't greet you at the door as you had expected. Finding yourself slightly disappointed, you walk into the room to find me asleep on the bed. A smile crosses your lips as you lay your hand in my hair, stroking gently before traveling down the soft curves of my body.I moan quietly, starting to come awake as your hands slide down over both of my asscheeks, gripping and kneading them gently. The soft denim of my tight jeans and the pink thong underneath keep you from feeling the full affect of my ass beneath them. Still fast asleep, I roll over onto my back, my hair tumbling down my shoulders and partially hiding my face.My brown Aeropostale polo and the green cami beneath slide up my taut stomach, revealing my soft flesh to your appraising eyes. The buttons have come completely undone at the top, showing the tops of my breasts to you as well as they rise and fall evenly with my soft, even breathing.I wake up slightly when I.
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