Aap na miley hote to main is anand se wanchit he rah jati. O meri maaaan maza gayaaa mere maaalik. Aap mujhey apney paaaas he rakh lijiye main aapki d...aasi rahhoonngii mere maaalik hai hia aur jor se rajjaaa aur jor se aaah main too gaye raa aur fir wo chacha ke munh me he jhad gayi…Jhar jhar jaise jharna behta hai uska ras waise he foot pada aour chacha ne ek boond bhi bahar janey na diya. Sab ka sab he chat gaye. Maine is beech mauka dekh kar Ganga ke peechey se chipak kar khada ho gaya tha.. I call to let you know I’m almost there as you sneak away from work for an afternoon treat. Opening the door I see you in your skirt, white top, and sandals. I love that the spaghetti straps fall over your shoulders as I begin to kiss you before the door is even shut. The anticipation, and excitement building with each of us as we continue to kiss. Me pressing you against the door with my mouth and body. Your panties starting to moisten up as you hear the door lock behind you. Pushing me. I sat down on a fallen tree and wished that Alfred hadn't taken away my smoking habit, wished that I had a strong drink to hand, wished to be elsewhere, wished...Without haste she stepped up to the rock formation and started to take off her clothes, folding them neatly and placing them on the ground beside her. She hadn't been wearing all that much, some sturdy shirt and shorts, sensible underwear. She was naked soon and stood up, facing me and the sun, not more than a few paces away, much too. He told me not to worry about that, he would take care of me. He told me if I really wanted to do this, to meet him at an address on Troupe Street here in Valdosta.As I drove to the address he gave me, I was nervous but so excited. Questions kept running though my mind, was I really going to fuck a black guy I just met? Should I go home? Am I a slut now? All these questions in my mind but I didn’t care, my pussy was hot and I wanted to fuck.When I drove up to the address he gave me, I saw him.