So I didn’t say anything and started to sip my drink.Shefali- So I consider the silence as lust.Me- Consider it whatever you want. I don’t know wh...t and why you are asking like this.Shefali- So it is definitely lust now.I just stared in her eyes and didn’t said anything and again sipped my dink without breaking the eye contact.Shefali- So what you do when you stare at my boobs and keep looking at panty outside. What makes you harder?Me- (She is so bold, I gave in and said) How does it. Just as I started to moan and shiver she lowered her mouth over myclit and started licking it for all she was worth.Needless to say I came. I was hardly aware of anything else besides thefeelings of my muscles, the firing of my nerves forming connections fromall over my body, intensifying and easing up again. Like the waves of anocean, on and on. I felt my groin being molested by that beautiful fakedick deep inside me. I rolled under her tongue licking and sucking myclit and nether lips. I. ..This game I had heard about back then, its where the ladies put on lip gloss of a different color, like red, blue, pink, all that way, and that they would have to suck a cock, but the cock must have one color from each woman who has sucked them. After all of the cocks left their mark, the guy whose cock with all the colors wins. To which the game I kinda learned was called get this..."Hide the Rainbow Roll"The cock must have all of the colors like a rainbow.So anyway, Im really surprised the. He can be emotionally strong, empathetic, and business-like or anything else he needs to be depending on the situation. I first met Kyle two years ago when I was 17 and just out of high school. I met him through a “work-life” training program. He was very impressed with me and my desire to work in the funeral industry. By that summer, I was working at the funeral home full time. The work was fascinating, the pay was lousy but the sex was incredible. Kyle and I got along very well from day.