I nice mature woman – in her early thirties, nice figure, beautiful curves in the right places, and to top that she was fair and beautiful… I mean...very very fair skinned. She was looking gorgeous in a nice blue n green shalwar/kameez.I proceeded towards the hall and took a seat on the sofa. She sat on the opposite side after handing me a glass of water. I had a few sips and then we started talking. I gathered my courage and as planned of not wasting any time tried to use flattery again to. Then my ears heard that distinctive click-clacking sound again, again the unmistakable sounds of high heels walking closely toward me. The surrealness of the dream took over and slowly metamorphosing before me was a tall beautiful goddess of a woman. She towered over me, her legs like pedestals supporting some revered object of worship. Boots, tall boots, extremely tall boots with what looked like four inch platforms and ten inch ultra slender spike heels. Her body was wrapped in a medical lab. I drenched his underwear with the product of my orgasm, so I spread it a to make it less obvious. It was still too much, I needed to remove some.I had no choice, I had to eat some of my cum too in order to avoid detection. I was so turned on I had eaten Luca's load and a part of mine. I was cum hungry. I pulled my sweats back up, put his underwear back how I found them and left his room. I locked my room door and loaded Grindr. I wanted more cum. I was unable to find anybody as my city is so. Lost in her own imagination, the cool breeze across her back startles her a moment, but remembering why brings another shiver and a lustful smile to her face. Closing her eyes again, she feels the hands gently touch her shoulders. The feel of his damp beard on the back of her neck and his breath in her ear is too much and her body shudders through her first orgasm. He wraps his arms around her as she puts her hand against the shower wall to support herself. Her knees already weakening, she.