Would he feel the way I wanted for him feel would he experience the rocking pleasure that I had fantasized for him… for us? Would he think badly o... me for having this fantasy? These images of us? I have after all been somewhat reserved in the past. I had made all the preparations according to the lustful fantasy I myself had cum to many times. The isolated warehouse, the music, the chair, my dress and the blindfold. I had sent the email with directions to our soon to be location. Naan kathavai moodi vitu aval soothil en sunniyai vaithu nandraaga theithukondu nindrukondu irunthen.Avalai kati pidithen, irukamaaga kati pidithen pinbu iruvarum kiss seiya aarambithom. enaku sema moodaga irunthathu athanaal aval mulai meethu kai vaithu mulaiyai pidithu pisainthukonde irunthen, pinbu aval sareeiyai kayati iru mulaiyai jakitil irunthu veliyil eduthen. Iru mulai kaambum sexiyaaga kooraga pazhuthu irunthathu.Pazhutha koorana mulai kaambai urinthu sappi vitu kaiyai keezhe eduthu. .to be on time and so..I ..Umm came over early.” When she blushes her lovely chest flushes a peach color, I wet my lips and stare her straight in the eyes with an almost predatory look. She looks back with a startled deer in headlights comparison but it rapidly dissipates to a wanton lustful stare. I reach her and lightly caress her cheek with my one hand, my other hand trails my nails slowly down her arm, raising goose bumps across her arms and hardening her nipples making her draw her breathe. Having the screen name of Titmilker and it coinciding with my fetish of milk filled breasts it seemed natural. I was, after all, hoping a lactating woman would see the room and wish to chat. I had no illusions of ever meeting her but did hope for a picture or two.Usually I can wait an hour or more before anybody spots the room and enters. Most of the time it's men just checking out the action and finding only me in the room. Rarely will they even take a few minutes to chat. I was pleasantly.