But don’t spoil my makeup or dress. I need to go back to the stage again.”I again placed her in a doggy position and first touched her pussy. It w...s burning like lava. She let a moan. Her heavy lehenga was lifted a little due to her position. I started fingering her to tease more. First, I inserted my little finger, and she jumped in pleasure.Next my index finger went inside her smooth, warm pussy. I could feel her getting moist and smelly. I asked her to unbutton her blouse. She reluctantly. I fumbled to get something off the shelf to my left to break eye contact. I heard her chuckle and her heels tap away. I couldn’t help but to look as she walked down the isle and I knew that she KNEW I’d be looking. There is a walk in every woman that she uses when she knows she’s being watched. This woman had hers to perfection. This dress was perfect for what she was doing in it. I knew that if I held my breath I could hear the swishing sound as her hips swayed. My chest got tight and a bit of. As we waited, other boys in the apartment just glanced at me, and turned their nose in a diva manner. I faced them off, and then looked around. The apartment looked sparkly, with mirror walls, glass lamps, decorated with varied colors, tossed pillows strewn about the living room, with red drapes. Abraham turned to me, and said, “Would you believe this apartment was trashed, and looked a mess before.” I imagined he described it as a hippy place before; observing now, I thought it looked girly. . His pubic hair tickles my face, and hisparticular aroma seeps into my nostrils. I breathe in, loving his smell.I lick his balls, gently, and finally flatten my tongue at the littleopening at his head, and lick off his precum. “Mmmmmm…” I moanto myself, enjoying his taste. I wrap my right hand around his nowfully-hard cock and begin to pump up and down the way I have seenhim do to himself so many countless times. He stirs slightly, yetremarkably enough, remains asleep. I.