Girl: ‘Excuse me. Do you know where is Ikea?’ The strong China accent came from a girl with neatly tied ponytail, donning a navy dryfit tee with short matching skirt. Yan (nametag), was holding up a paper map pointing at the building just five minutes away. Me: ‘I am going there too. This way.’ I…Continue readingThis Way
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Wetting Ourselves
Without waiting for her friend to move into the passenger seat, Diana jumped onto my lap in her drunken state to get to some stable ground. A hard object hit my groin and wetness immediately warmed my shorts, to which she just act playful and stayed on top of me. ‘Are you going to sit…Continue readingWetting Ourselves
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Office Slut
‘Umm.. J. For the appraisal, can you write something nice for me?’, asked Tiffany whom did nothing but come up with excuses every time I tried to get her outside working hours. Most of the programming were done by me over sleepless nights and endless cups of coffee, on top of building the custom server…Continue readingOffice Slut
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 Cindy: ‘Hey! Don’t snatch!’ My jeans were off in a battle of the two ladies, and I was still underwear-less. Sarah pushed Cindy away before she could lay her mouth on my cock and took the lead by going down on me, gagging noisily as she tried…Continue readingTwo-Zero
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 Cindy (shouting): ‘GOOD MORNING SLEEPY HEAD!’ Me: ‘Whatttt? How did you get in?’ Cindy: ‘Orh hor! Someone is having morning wood.’ Me: ‘Cocks rise and shine earlier luh.’ Cindy: ‘The cleaning auntie let me in de. Not my fault. Let’s go for a massage together?’ The morning…Continue readingOne-One