All I could see is pinl and wettness. All I could hear was that low moan of pleasure and desire. My first thought was hell no, run! But the freak insi...e of me woildnt let me. I walked cliae to her dick bulging through my pants. She rubs it with her dry hand and pulls it out. Shit, my mind is racing what if I get caught how will I ecplain this. On top of that my Manager was this sexy little red head Spanish and White mix. How in the hell would I look her in the face and explain me fucking a. I slid down her stomach, past her neatly shaped triangle, and put my face between J's lovely thighs in order to begin eating her out...but couldn't do it.I froze right at the gates of her folds, unable to bring myself to tongue her and my semen. I couldn't believe I was hesitating; I wanted this, didn't I? J must have sensed my hesitation as she stuck her head up and looked down at me lying between her legs as I gave her look that said "well, I tried". She didn't miss a beat and quickly took. "Then why didn't you leave? Why did you let me do it again"? Steve Challenged. Jenny didn't seem to have an answer, of course Steve knew why. "If I hurt you, do you want to leave"? Steve offered. "Its ok, I don't mind staying" Jenny offered meekly. "You want to stay with someone who has hurt you, Twice…………." Steve let her linger on that thought. "I can see it in your eyes, your just beginning to realise who and what youare". He observed. Jenny remained silent and motionless, hearing her soul. I also wanted to maintain only that kind of relationship. We talked regularly and we finally swapped numbers after some days. She had also sent me her picture. She was a typical Indian housewife but she was really hot, fair and tall. Also, she had many kinky desires and fantasies like getting dominated and tied-up sex.I told her that I would satisfy all of her fantasies and she loved it.We then started to send pictures of us semi-nude and nudes too. My God, she was really hot. I have a 6-inch.