Also started encouraging her to talk about the men of her desire and I knew she has got a special liking for hairy matured men. It took some time to g...t her to talk that open, but when she started mentioning the looks and all of the men of her preference, I asked her to mention some names of similar people whom we knew. She mentioned a few people whom we knew, and his name was also mentioned.Others were someone we have met at some other place and a few other guys whom we knew in our native. And I swear I could feel your arms around me, could almost feel you touching me. Maybe I’m crazy. I wanted to ask you how you would make love to me, wanted so badly to know, but I kept silent. Maybe if I was lucky you would tell me. What would you say? Here’s what I imagined… Angie, my princess, if I could have you near me, I would start by finally kissing your lips and face. I would pull you closer to me, your breasts pressed into me, and I could smell your hair as you lay your head on my. I liked both of them or i would never chat to them and they asked me if i wanted to go to there place for a mess around! i knew where they live and it only 50 yards from my place so i actually did it!well i didnt get in the car but i walked there and they were waiting for my at there door, i was really nervous and trying not to smile too much, the black guy was about normal size and the other guy was italian or greek or something i not even sure and he was f'ing huge! but they looked nice, not. Not knowing what she meant.“Where you touched me, dude,” she replied back, with a more wider smile and wider opened eyes and a hand gesture pointing at her boobs.I was like, oh shit now I have done it. I was scared and shocked and I didn’t know what to do, except to said that I was sorry for touching her boobs without any intention of touching it.“It’s ok,” she giggled. “But in return, I will be pinching both your nipples, as hard as I can.”I didn’t know what to do, I didn’t want her to be.