E…. ram.me.e.e.sh.h. j .i.i.i.” Sheenaexcited loudly. kamukta ka bhoot muj per swar ho gaya Sheenake kahe hue ilfaaz ko sunte hi. abh jeebha vartu... mein ghoomnelagi. mere dono haath uske mummon per aa gaye, usne unkeupper apne haathon ka dabav daal diya. yoni se taral padarthrisne laga. Sheena ke haath mere haathon per kasne lage. meriungliyon se apni chuchjukon ko daba rahi thi. yoni se taralpadarth meri jeebha ke nazdeek aa chukka tha jo meri jebha seho ker mere gale ke under ja raha tha.. I imagine you standing in front of me, naked, exposed, heavy, your sexy feet stuffed into high heels, all your weight on your aching feet, stretching the delicate leather straps. You sit down on your bed and I am kneeling down, at your feet, gently kissing the flesh that's bursting out of your tight high heels, breathing in the scent of leather mixed with your moist feet. I slowly take off those rigid heels, admiring your plump toes, perfectly done in a dark red color. I stuff my nose deep. But he's black, and hey that's not something you can really lie about, right? I love to suck black cock, and I'm so horny, even a 6" dick would be better than nothing. So I ask for his address, he tells me, I shower and change and make my way over.I knock on the door, and he greets me in. His stats seemed to be accurate so far, he was tall, skinny, and had a beautiful mahogany color skin. I especially liked the way he was dressed, south pole sweatpants, and a over sized south pole shirt. A real. My people, they work hard, but they do not know how to enjoy themselves, you know, right?” Ann remarked, before asking, “You like to party, no?” “Yes,” I responded. I was now rock hard. Ann’s close proximity to me was mesmerizing. She was now showing me more leg than she had shown the entire short time I had spent with her. “Do you like Korean food?” Ann asked. “Yes,” I replied. “Do you know kimchee?” she pressed, swinging her ankles back and forth. “Yes,” I responded. “How you know kimchee?”.