She was about to protest but then accepted the glass. She sipped it, coughed a little and I patted her back and ran my fingers in her short hair.”Th...nks, Sir” she muttered.“Boss, I will bring fried fish to go with drinks. It is round the corner. That man makes best fish. Monica, please keep my Boss company. He adores you. I will be back soon.” I was about to say that there was no need for fish but Monica pressed my thigh with her hand and I shut up. Her touch raised my dick and I saw her catch. It was lovely… I had felt girls before…but this was different…I was going to go the full way this time. I inhaled deeply the sweet fragrance of the jasmine in her hair. I played with her buttocks, gently squeezing them and passing my hand across the cleft between. I moved my head to her and kissed her on her cheek, and then I went for her lips. I slid my tongue into her eagerly waiting mouth and we shared a long lip lock. Soon we tired of sitting like this. There was nothing to sleep on in the. Mmm" I bit my lip. This was unbelievable. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect such a thing. She was fantastic! Suddenly my whole being exploded as Sam's thumb pressed my clitoris. My body was swamped and before I could bite my lip I screamed out, "Haaahhhh..." and my strongest orgasm ever tore through me like a tsunami. As soon as it started, Sam massaged my clitoris while covering the whole area with kisses and her finger pushed so deep inside me I was sure she could feel my cervix. I. " Yeah, I understand," he answered."I'm sure you do," she replied with a grin.Once up in his apartment, she really turned on the aggression. "Want me to show you around?" he asked."I just want you to show me what you got under there!" she answered still pawing and kneading his chest.He led her into his bedroom, and took off his denim shirt. His undershirt looked like a flimsy tarp over a wound up coil of hose."Don't stop now!" she urged.He pulled his undershirt up over his head and his long.