I was now brushing through her pubic hair. Still no reaction. My fingers descended further, on the slope of her pubic mound and they had their first d...rect rub with her outer vaginal lips. Still no reaction. It was all wet and soapy there- I curled my finger and plunged it slightly inside her vagina, and it went in with a soft squelch. Yes. Now there was a reaction. Her eyes stayed on the book, her expression as they were earlier, but her lags had spread a bit. The next page of the book had a. We move across my room to an arm-less chair next to my stereo. I have 90's hip hop music blaring so that the neighbors won't hear us. He sits down on the chair and puts his legs together. I straddle his hips and lower myself down onto his ever-hard cock. I sigh with pleasure as I feel his thick, rigid cock fill me completely. I press my large, white breasts into his face and he begins to suckle my pink nipples. I love watching the joy on his face as he licks and caresses my ample breasts.. We started talking on various topics and had our dinner. She seemed very comfortable in my company and asked me if about my work timings and so on. I replied and she said I am a good painter , and paints modern art. While we were discussing on paintings, she offered me , if I can come down to see her paintings.When I gave a positive node to her offer, she was really happy and said , If I can join her after the dinner. I was also free and wanted her company , so I agreed, and we went to her. " Again, that mint and something smell on her breath."Sure, go change," I said with a grin to cover my awkwardness. "I can find my way around the kitchen."I stepped into the kitchen, promising myself that I wasn't going to be nosey. You can guess how long that lasted.I found the masher in the prescribed drawer, and then noticed the key underneath. The small silver key could have fit anything and I was going to just leave it when I noticed the locked cupboard right above it. I wanted to believe.