..We enter the building and make our way to the elevator get inside and Simon pushes the down button we ride down as if descending into hell then the ...oors open and we walk across to a red door Simon knocks twice and a very large black man opens the door Simon gives him his invitation and we enter then Simon removes my nipple flaps and the cold air activates my titties and my nipples rise like spikes from my chest we walk around meeting people and chatting for a bit I have a few drinks to. The goddess of the sex story is Nithisha (name changed). Her age was 27 similar to my age and she got recently married to an NRI and she is from Vishakapatnam. One day, when I was browsing on the Facebook, I had seen an unknown contact (Nithisha) on my chat list and texted her and got the response from her. As all of you do, we got introduced each other and became friends within a short time.She used to regularly text me and I used to respond to her casual talks and finally one thing, her. He described my figure from head to foot as he drew. My long, jet-black hair, skin like burnished ivory, slim neck, round face and pretty lips, impossibly small breasts, nearly black nipples in small circular islands of pigmented mounds. (erect now), narrow wasp-like waist, flat tummy, soft patch of silky jet black pubic hair. Pear-shaped ass, softly rounded mound, shapely legs, and tiny feet, He guessed I must be 150 cm and 47 kg, just about right. I have no explanation for my calmness. We fucked slowly and gently, and to our surprise, it didn’t affect the clit hood piercing at all. My girlfriend’s pussy tightened and I felt her cum all over my cock as her back arched and her nipples stiffened. Pretty soon, my cock began to feel electric and I shot a big load of cum into her. Well a couple of weeks later, the clit hood piercing was all healed. We made a special date for a Saturday night. She put a new silver hoop with a tiny blue ball into her piercing. We had some dinner.