All the same, as far as looks went, he didn’t think that he’d done too badly. He scraped in at 188m (6’ 2”), and his 85kgs was simply, muscle ...ver bone these days. He was built like a runner and running was something he had become very good at. It had saved his life on more than one occasion.He knew he had a lot of Caucasian mixed in and it explained his strange, dark blue eyes with the even darker ring around his irises. In some light, his eyes appeared to be totally black. They were wideset. She smiled. “Now you can do it whenever you want to,” she said slowly, looking straight into my eyes. “Whenever I want?” “Yes…but only when nobody is watching,” she said shyly. “Shake your ass (soothu) a little.”She gave him a spicy look. Then she started swinging her big buttocks (soothu) for me to see. She swung gently, as if she was dancing.I could not hold myself back any longer. I lunged forward and placed my eager hands upon her magnificent bottom. I moved my palms in wide circles all. Not that she ever refused me, it was just that she never indulged me. No blowjobs, no experimental sex…nothing accept the missionary position. I was never able to shake her out of this thought process. Dam the religious right! Anyway, the evening had started out well and slowly listed to a close. Being a member of the company I couldn’t skip out on the boss when things started winding down, so I was left waiting on Ken’s permission to leave. In the end, there were six other couples left and. There must have been an accident somewhere up ahead, and if she had to be in this bullshit, at least she was going to be comfortable.Unbuckling her seatbelt, which was now sticking to her worse than the clothes that were plastered to her body oh so artistically, the shirt was the next thing to meet the back seat of the car. As she threw her shirt into the back of the car, she looked down at her bra clad b-cup breasts and noticed the hard nipples once again straining against the tightly woven.