Suck and swallow and the money was hers. Tracey was a young, short, slightly chunky blond. Not fat but big boobed and carrying some extra around the m...ddle. Dressed as she was in a white blouse that stretched across her chest and short black skirt that barely covered her arse I'll admit I had checked her out in the past.With a few compliments and a little persuasion Tracey dropped to her knees and took my dick in her hand. I held her hair away from her face as I looked around for the security. I have been reading stories on this site for a long time. I never really knew or cared if any of them were true. It’s interesting to see all the ways in which people fuck and do fuck up things. Women like sex as much as men and are usually much more. This is my first sex story here. All of this is a real incident that has happened to me and I hope it jogs your imagination and turns you on. This sex story is about the summer of 2016 in Delhi.I had recently broken up and wanted to meet new women,. "There's beans and stuff, so I guess we won't starve to death," I told mom, turning around and holding out the bottle to show her. "And we've got wine," I grinned as I saw her eyes dart down to my half-hard cock that I'd neglected to cover back up when I turned back around. "Oh, sorry—" I muttered ineptly trying to cover myself with my hands and the bottle of wine. "This is so awkward—" I heard her say as she stood by the window, her fisted hand at her neck holding the sheet clutched together. Im sorry" I know, im just teasing, but ill see you when you get home okay?" she said this with an alluring note at the end that made me want to make love to her again right then"I love you, ill see you later" I said as i put on my soft leather undershirt and pants having wandered out of the bathroom.I left the house in full scale armour carrying my helmet under my arm, and began the long walk to the south gate, I bought a small loaf of bread and an apple from a merchant on route as was my.