One hand moved from its position on my butt to come around to start to massage one breast while the other pulled me ever closer to him. The hand massa...ing my breast stopped to go under my shirt and feel smooth skin and play with a hardened nipple.It wasn't long before he tried to take my shirt off and I finally spoke up, "Rob, stop!" I said hurriedly."Why what’s wrong baby," he asked wondering if he had upset me in some way."Scars, I have too many scars. I'm ugly." I said breathlessly. I didn't. We were getting well into our eclectic sexual relationship by now so she always did as asked regarding underwear etcetera.I was thirtyhrity-six at this time and P was almost twenty-four.As we were walking along Dean Street, she suddenly pulled me into a dark doorway and whispered in my ear that she wanted me to fuck her there and then. As we kissed, I told her to turn around and place her hands above her head on the door and part her legs. P did as asked, of course, but as I slowly slid the red. Neethu, she was not a beauty or an angel like figure. We were classmates at a younger age and later we did not have any contacts. But when I was doing my second year engineering in Coimbatore I met her accidentally in a train. We exchanged numbers there since we where childhood friends. So I had 750 sms daily I and made a good use of them. We became very close. We started going and coming back from Coimbatore to Kerala together. She used to sit very close to me and sleep and utilizing the. “Yes,” Rosita replied. “How old did you think I was? I’m not that much younger than you and Ed.” “I don’t know, just young,” Charlie responded. “Okay, Mister Oldie,” Rosita laughed as she leant in for a kiss. Her arms wrapped around the back of his neck as Charlie placed his hands on her hips. Their lips locked for the first time and their tongues entwined. His tongue quickly overpowered hers as it crept into her mouth and began to inspect. Rosita’s soft moans were muffled and caught by.