My heart was beginning to pound. I realized for the first time that I was finally going to get my hand in her panties. Maybe I’d get more! “Bhaiya...” she said, her voice a little scared. “Please…” I didn’t say anything, just kept stroking her thigh, moving my hand closer and closer to the edge of her panties. Sheila had my wrist in both hands, but made no move to either close her slightly parted legs or to back away across the bed. “Bhaiya, I’m scared,” she pleaded. I realized that she really. ” I shrugged. “I already told you my deal.” “I’m not kissing you.” She said wrinkling her nose. “What’s the big deal? You’ve done it before, it shouldn’t be a problem.” I took her last two pieces. She glared at me. “Fine. I’ll give you a stupid fucking kiss. I don’t know why you want one so bad anyway.” She huffed standing up. “Language.” I warned, trying not to laugh. I watched her walk over to come stand beside me expectantly. . I undo your bra as you stroke my cock, slowly and playfully as I kiss your neck lightly.I pick you up, holding you close to me as I take us to your bedroom, and drop you onto your bed, playfully kissing my way down your stomach and then down each of your inner thighs. I notice how smooth your pussy is, guessing you got a wax about a day or two ago. I tease you by running my tounge around and around your pussy lips, before slowly running my tounge down your juicy slit. Going even slower over. Initially i was very shy to expose but he really changed my feelings. In fact i love to expose. Now i do wear all kinds of dresses. He even selected my inner wears. In the showroom I used to send him the picture of me in bra and panty to select it for me. Even our intimacy paced up slowly .We used to do hugging and kissing in his car. This happened on his birthday.He called me in the morning and told me to get ready by 7PM. He said he will pick me up and told me that he is hosting a small party.