.I want her. I want to touch her………………to feel her……………..to taste her. Now that she has seen me, and I have seen her I know now...that there is no turning back. I have to meet her to see if she feels the same way as I do. Taking control and standing I straighten myself up and ease a T shirt over my torso. The moment of truth has arrived. I exit my flat walking down the narrow corridors to where she lives. With a trembling hand and heart beating in my chest I knock gently on her door………!It. I love fucking this yummy little twat!”His words make me very horny and, watching the scene in the mirror, I lose myself.The image of him fucking me, his cock in and out of me, the stark contrast of my lily-white ass and the brown color of his phallus… I am thrust into a cloud of pleasure.One more moment and I’m gonna cum!However, he has further plans for us.He exits me and leads me to the erotic chair next to the bed. He opens my legs wide and gets between them, thrusting his pole for a few. She wanted to be fucked badly, but still had one more thing to do. She rolled over onto her back with her legs spread wide, bent at the knees, feet in the air. Her pink pussy lips were swollen, surrounded by wisps of light brown pubic hair. She got more jam on her finger and rubbed it along her slit. “Here’s another spot.” She said erotically. He nearly shot into the air. Her puckered cunt lips were pressed together, glistening, and had a stream of jam along them. They were framed by a triangle. I knew she liked it, that day she gave me a slip of her tailor and asked to collect her newly stitched blouses from the tailor on way back home, I obliged and took the slip and while returning from colleague a collected the blouses from tailor and came home and gave it to ranjana mami, she was happy to see the new blouses as she has bought some new sarees too and I think she was eager to try themI left for shop then and next day I was at home for lunch, when ranjana mami opened the door, she.