I continued to the store, got what I was after and headed home. On the way home, I saw mister redhead again, heading back towards 10th street. We stop...ed at a red light he nodded and mentioned how much he liked my bike. The light turned and we both took off, him slightly out in front, me trying to keep my balance and follow. At the next light, he said he liked more than my bike. I answered it was a shame I couldn't see more of what he had under those jogging shorts, and if the upper was any. I put on a small black party dress, some thong panties but no bra; primped my hair and grabbed the keys, locking the door behind me.Fighting the traffic gave me plenty of time to think about what I was doing. I have never been attracted to black guys before, even though I had met several handsome black men.About fifteen minutes later, I parked outside an apartment building. Looked like a quiet neighborhood, not a ghetto.I went to the front door, jabbed the intercom button.He buzzed me in. Often she’d kiss Julie, who seemed more focused on me but would divert for a few seconds to pay attention to Elsa.I asked Julie if she was comfortable and she said she was in heaven. I asked whether I could cum inside her and she nodded at the suggestion and panted, “I want the whole experience – soup to nuts.” We ignored the Freudian implications of her remark.Elsa reached between us, right next to where I was penetrating Julie, and started to stroke her clit. Julie about came unglued at the. So I decided to refrain from making any further inquiry on the figure keeping my curiosity under the wrap till the time was right to inquire about it. I asked the gentleman to depute a photographer to shoot some photographs in the permitted areas of Golden Temple. The middle aged owner smiled and told us, ‘I myself would have happily shoot photos for you, but my assistant has gone to his village and being alone in the shop, I am not able to leave the shop.’ He then looked at our disappointed.