As I get down the bus she is waiting for me on her scooty wearing a normal salwaar suit. It was lunch time so I offer her to have lunch together. She ...grees. We go to a normal hotel on her scooty and have lunch. Now we wave goodbye but suddenly she offers me a dropback to bus stand I agree and sit on backseat. On the way I ask her if she ever had a massage. She refuses and I ask if she wants one now she first refuses but on insisting she agrees for a shoulder massage. I properly massage give. You watched as my hand raised and with a short pause firmly return to your backside, and then the next and the next, each time I pause to gently rub the now reddening spot that appears, each pause briefer than the last until the only sounds in the room are my heavy breathing, your moans and the slap of my hand against your now tender backside. You bite into the pillow, eyes focused on the image in the mirror, you don't want to continue watching, but you know you must. The feeling of. I had always had my heart set on making my first pack Virginia Slims, they're so sexy! Yet, the thought of getting a pack of those More 120's and thinking about that hot mama from the liquor store played on my mind.So I went to the store the next day and the goddess was there again, wearing her sexy outfit and smoking another More 120! I was literally shaking as I asked for a pack of Virginia Slims. I expected an interrogation as this was my first time buying cigarettes and I got one.The woman. Scared she would scream and apprehensive Carol would catch them enhanced the thrill. I'm not gonna try and talk her out of it, he thought. I'm way too fucking horny. Shit, Carol certainly didn't deliver. Well, no harm, no foul. As long as I can deny everything, it's all good."Touch me now!" Her tone was urgent. "Or I scream," she said lacking conviction.While her first threat had scared him, the second, muted threat made him hard. Deep down he suspected she would not scream, but the reality of.