I then moved them to the spot close to her swollen tender clit that I knew would make her cum every time, and I began to work on her. As she became ho... and frantic again, I began to fuck her in the ass. I would pull almost all the way out, then slam my long thick rod back in deeply. I had her nipples and her cunt on fire again, and although she was aware of pain as I continued to give her, her first ass fucking , she was again beyond caring because it was minor compared to the pleasure coursing. “A-Amit…” stuttered Amit the quick heart beat wasn’t helping.“Is this your first time?” she asked with a teasing tone. “Just tell me if are the shy type, I can help you there. I will talk until you’re comfortable enough.”“Yes, I like to hear you talk about yourself,” replied Amit feeling his nerves getting stronger.“Okay, so you wanna know about me?” she said. “Well, I am just a simple Delhi girl who shows the world that she is a pure Indian girl. But in reality I am really sexy and open. I paced my bedroom five or six times, swinging my hips, I felt like I was floating, the shoes gave me no difficulties. I then walked to the full-length mirror, turning my head to the side I stepped in front of the glass. I rested most of my weight on one foot, and slightly turned out the other and bent my need, a model pose I thought. Then as my body was facing the mirror, I smoothed out my dress and turned my head to face my reflection.I knew I looked convincing in lingerie, so I expected to. ‘ I worry that our past might be distorting things for me.’ ‘Exactly my point,’ she stands in the doorway that separates my living room from my bedroom. ‘Maybe we should stick to phone calls and witty texts.’ I sigh disappointed and step towards her. I can smell her shampoo and my heart beats fast. I hear her breath labored as she begins to fidget nervously. She looks down so I talk into her hair. ‘Not yet. Stay but a little.’ I am quoting Shakespeare now, heaven help me. It has it’s desired.