From the very first day itself I had an eye on her. I am tall with 6ft height, slim built, medium complexion. Kavya is 5ft 8inches in height, wheatish...complexion, had a stunning figure if 34-32-36(I measured this after our encounter).My only weapon was my tongue. People are interested in talking with me as they comment it as something magical. Many commented that whatever may be their mood, after talking with me they feel calm and relaxed. With this feature, I was able to mingle quickly with. ’ Does that make sense?”“Sort of,” I said dejectedly, feeling pretty shitty about myself. “I should have known it was too much to ask, and I feel bad putting you in this position. I guess I was really enjoying spending time with you, and this will sound weird but I’ve never actually like done ‘official’ dating like this with my own car and all that.”A shy smile spread over her face and the delight in her eyes could not be hidden by the cheap sunglasses.“I didn’t say I didn’t want to be with. We spoke by phone during the week and met again the next Saturday, this time for lunch, followed by another walk along the Charles River. We sat along the river bank and Ann told me the above two stories. She also asked some pointed and personal questions. How many women had I had sex with? Had I ever been involved in a threesome or more? What was my favorite position? Had I ever done anal? I also asked her questions, which she answered without hesitation. Each question was asked without any. Now I’m massaging her ass as she continues on my back, pulling her cheeks apart and watching her pussy lips part, “Mmmm that’s nice I like to get massaged too” she said. I can feel my cock is starting to stiffen under me and wriggle to get comfortable. “I think you should turn over now” she says. I turn over and she places a pillow beneath my head, my cock is starting to point to the ceiling but she ignores it. She stands to my left and starts to massage my foot applying a little oil she.