But still this was an erotic posture for me Her ass crack was just above my penis.Slowly and slowly it was getting hard to reach her asshole. If it wa... not for her saree it would already have been entered. Both her hands fingers were on mine as i was teaching her. Her face was near my face. I was totally mesmerized by her beauty. I was slowly and slowly touching her neck, back, face with my lips but unintentionally so that she doesnt get suspicious about me. Also slowly I started moving my. I struggled for a bit, and finally admitted to myself that I had enjoyedmy day, that in fact I couldn't remember the last time I had been sorelaxed without needed crippling levels of alcohol.Then I took a look at my life up to that point, and realized that for allthe time I had spent being a man, I had in fact been playing the part ofa man, rather than being one. I had taken "manliness" to an extreme -living on lauger and spicy Indian food, going out of my way to be asrowdy and messy as I could. She used her mouth on my cock and massaged my balls. Her touch was so gentle and arousing and her mouth was so soft and sensuous that I could have come easily but I fought it. When I finally decided I could no longer take the pleasure I began pumping into her mouth, and she abruptly pulled away. “Onto the bed, on your back,” she ordered. I complied, my aching cock waving in the air for attention. She quite adept with her hands. She played with my balls, squeezed the base of my cock, stroked. Rich dark maroon carpeting and round tables with draping white table clothes. The hostess met them at the door and when she offered them a table, Travis asked about the small intimate half round booths. There might have been room for four but with just the two of them they were able to get lost at the back side of the booth. The table was slid out to make room for them and then pushed back to make the spot very sheltered. The draping white table cloth was the perfect setting since even though.