"You're denying me?" He angrily barked and grabbed a clump of her hair in his fingers. "Do you realize who the fuck you are talking to? You wanted me ...o travel and meet you, offered me your virginity and now don't want me to take it?"Morgan looked away from him and wiped the tears from her eyes. He turned her over and stood. They walked to the back of the couch and he bent her over it. She heard the clanging of his belt as he unstrung it from his jeans. Oh no. He's gonna spank me. Please don't. He took out a razor and as an expert barber he shaved my pussy. Then applying some dabur honey in my vagina he started licking my cunt which was almost moisturized. I tried to stop him but I could not as I had also started enjoying the same and felt I am in 7th heaven. I told sir, please stop, but my hands were pressing his head more…and more…on my cunt. He did so many foreplays being an experienced male, and I was mesmerized and obeyed and enjoyed whatever he played on my body and I had. After having a quick look in the loft I proceeded to get set up for cutting and fixing, while Jessica went back down stairs to make me an offered cup of tea. While flooring out the loft my mind wondered to sexy fantasies of fucking Jessica in all manner of situations and positions which contributed to a few errors in my work that I rectified and scolded my self for not paying attention. But it was hard to with that sexy attractive woman downstairs with her bright red lipstick lips! We had a. I needed to cross the line RIGHT NOW, or the moment would be over. Time to be a man. Okay, so maybe what I did wasn't that courageous, kind of lame really, but it worked. I said, "Hey, I better have some tissue if I’m going to do this," knowing I'd otherwise cum all over his mom's couch. So I leaned over to grab some. The thing is, the box was on the end table at Ron's end of the couch, so I had to lean across him. Somehow I executed the move perfectly. I half-stood, half-leaned across.