Once, we stayed alone in my place as everyone else in our families had gone out of town. I was sleeping in the hall, and Alisha came to wake me up. Sh... said that she had a bad dream and was not able to sleep now. I convinced her not to worry and gave her some water. The devil inside of me was giving me sexy thoughts, but I was trying to hold back.The air was so romantic at midnight. I placed my hands on her thighs. At the same time, our eyes met. After that, I proceeded to place my other hand. I felt as ifevery moment of my life was significant in the writing of my history as awoman.One night I told Mustapha about my feelings, while I was in his lovingarms. His dark, smouldering eyes softened up all of a sudden, like thoseof a man being told by his woman that he is going to be a father. Next,with a glow I had never seen before, he gave me the most tender kiss awoman could ever get, then another one, and another, and another... a kissdifferent from any kiss he had given me until then.. I just remembered that she did not wear any undergarments underneath and it struck me that this is what she probably was not able to buy and might have been referring to this when she nodded her head. She was almost done and looking killer and now I quietly got back to my computer room because I did not want to get caught. Within a few mins she came dressed in her sari and stood in front of me. I pretended to look shocked rubbing my eyes again and again and told her that she was looking super. Besides if I let her fall over the edge then I wouldn’t be able to fuck her any more. More! Okay!So out on the balcony we went. She stepped to the edge, held them up with both hands, and lowered them over the railing. I got behind her and knelt down to lick her pussy. She told me that it wasn’t necessary but that she did appreciate it. She was more than wet enough but she tasted so good. It was slightly tangy but she had been in her clothes all day long doing whatever she had done at work. I.