As i was wandering with the shopping trolley searching for the items I wanted, I found a beautiful young Indian lady buying things. I could not take m... eyes off her and kept looking at her. She is fair, in fact very fair, with long, silky and straight hair (covering half of her back), around 5.5 to 5.6 feet tall, figure of 34-28-34. She has a natural pink lips and killer smile. She saw me looking at her and suddenly went away. I felt embarrassing and I carried on with my shopping.After grabbing. And still utterly amazing. I like looking at the California beach bunnies and bimbos, and grinning to myself whenever I see an obvious trophy wife or professional mistress, but I’d never in a million years want to go out with any of them. I’m not made that way. I can’t keep up the pretense of smooching with people who have no obvious redeeming features. One of my college professors told me that I don’t suffer fools gladly, an old-fashioned way of saying that I can’t abide assholes.Oh, I can. She was 5’4′ and 120lbs. The color of her shoulder length hair could only be described as bulgarian rose. It was a beautiful shade of reddish brown. She had caramel colored eyes, and full pink lips. She had perfect 38D breasts and nice round hips. She was by far one of the most beautiful women I’d met. She was wearing a dark red babydoll and thong set. With sheer thigh high stockings. She looked so completely sexy. She smiled at me when I opened the door. ‘Finally. I thought you would never. She started moaning as I rubbed her ass. I put some on my finger and started pushing it in her ass to see how she would take it. She clenched up at first but then relaxed and my finger slid in nicely. Finally, I pulled my dick out of her pussy and started to slide it in her ass. Once the head was all the way in, she started breathing hard. This only turned me on more. I kept fucking that ass until my dick was all the way inside. She was way tighter than I could have ever imagined. I was.