He replied saying he wants to see my actual reaction and not a fake emoji reaction. I then told him I am shocked. He asked me “shocked, in what mann...r?”I replied by saying that it was hot. He asked me if I was hard.I said a little bit, he asked me to show. I denied saying I don’t send nude pics.He then asked to meet. I replied “Now?”He said, “yes, now!”I asked, “Why?”He said, “to have some fun”I replied “lol” I didn’t know how else to react.He then messaged “So? are you in?”I asked, “where do. He had a round face and an oily complexion. I could see that he was irked by my jeans, khaki shirt and the Nike Trainers on my feet. These were the clothes I had bought in Madras and I hadn't bothered to buy new clothes. I suppose five years in the altogether in the company of Odali had made me less than fashion conscious. I carried only hand luggage, a small back pack in which I had a change of clothes, and my stash of jewels, of course."I am Datuk Mokhtar," he announced sonorously and waited. "Oh fuck, I'm going to come!" Sharron cried. "Did he make you come like this?" "I'm coming! Ohhh fuuuck fuck fuck... oh fuck!" "Did he make you come like this?" I asked again. "Yea... oh fuck, don't stop." Sharron pushed me away as her orgasm subsided, "Don't touch me for a minute," she said. I let her come back down to earth, then kissed her hard. "Fuck me," I said. "Not yet," she replied, working her way down to my cock. She took me deep in her mouth, drooling on my rock hard cock. . She kissed me, hard. Her tongue entered my mouth like it was taking possession. One hand went back up my skirt, the other covered my breast and the kiss intensified. She bit my lip.Stepping back, Terri looked me directly in the eyes and began undoing her jacket. She discarded it over the chair, then took the clip-on holster from her waist band. Her eyes never left mine as she stripped, revealing a white sport bra under her shirt, her flat belly, her strong arms. Her pants went down and there.