Uska ghar Chandigarh main tha.hum raat ko bus main baith gaye we both was horny want to kiss each other. but ye bus main possible nhi tha .maine uski ...amar par haath rakh diya nd uski kamar par haath sahlaane lga usne kuch nhi kha or ek shawl nikal kar dono ko usase cover kar diya .usne mere haath shalane k liy space bna diya or aage ho kar biath gayi. Main apnaa haath upar le gya kyuki peeth par kurte k bahar se haath lga rha tha to maine socha ki haath kurte par upar jhan uski seedhe peeth. Fired up a bowl, chug some water, when this tasty looking middle age black woman comes walking up to the intersection.I pour some water over my head and down my chest as if I didn't see her. Let the water run off my face as I look up and she is standing there looking like "EXCUSE ME!" attitude. I smiled, said excuse me as I was exhausted, chug last of the water. She asked me how far have I rode that bike tonight. I told her and she was like "ain't you tired?" "dam I tired talking about it". I. He put on his seat belt quickly and went to his wallet. He looked down to get his ID. He heard footsteps to the car“(looking down at his wallet) Listen I know I was speeding but the road was pretty empty, and I was a rush to a meeting” He saidHe turned and saw a stunning beauty. She stood, 6.6 with long legs. She looked like she worked out. She has d the legs of a gymnast. His hair was blood red, big with long locks. She wore shades; under those shades were deep blue eyes. Not that you could. I figured I was doing well so I added a second and then a third making her curse. “Savannah, I’ve wanted this for so long,” I hissed into her ear still stroking.“Adam,” she whispered softly into my ear, “taste me,”I slowly withdrew my fingers from her core; they were slick, iced with her juices. I brought them to my lips as she watched, I groaned as I got a taste of her, she was sweet and I needed more. “Savannah, would you mind, I mean can I….” I trailed off not sure how to ask if I could have.