Aahhhhhhwwww… Aawwuuuchhhhh… Wo bol rahi thi… Rohit u r great… Or karo.. Fir maine dhire dhire uski chut k pass apni ungdi firane laga… Wo m...un karne laggii… Mere baal uske pakad liye….. Or khich rahi ti…. Fir maine 1 finger uski chut me dali or rub karne laga… To usne mera sir pakad k uski chut pe rakh diya or boli ki chato meri chut ko.. Aaaahhhhhhhhh….,oooooooohhhhh…. Yessss yesssss…… Me meri toungh me uski chut rub karne laga… Uski chut puri gili ho gai thi….. Aaaahhaaaaawwww…. Fir use mera. The clothes I chose to wear to work more and more began purposely to evidenced the body beneath. I wore thin lacy bras when I wore one at all, and thongs or more often, nothing at all under my short tight skirts and dresses. I grew to love the feeling of being utterly naked beneath my clothes, and the less I wore underneath, the more guys stared, and the more guys stared the more I liked it. So like in classical psychological conditioning, I tended more and more to wear less and less. In short. I have just hi bye friends.She started to make fun on me..Then I started to flirt her.First I said .U r looking good.She just smiled and after 2 min asked “Really?”I said “Of course”I started to flirt more than.I said “I used to sight u sometimes”She smiled again and said”I know “.I was surprised..Then I found that she is interested .Then I flirted her directly.I said “Ur lips r pink.I like to see it often”Again no reply.Only smile.It was afternoon..We finished cleaning utensils with some. I do keep coming to Bangalore once in a while now and then, usually in Dec. I am attracted to Mature women only and theres always something about them, that turns me on.Back to the main part. This happened a few weeks ago. I was queuing up for Subway to get some dinner and standing in front of me was this tall red haired white woman. When I approached the queue, she had just turned back and smiled at me. I smiled back, but in my mind I was completely blown away. She was hot as fuck and a total.