I was cursing my luck on it. When I was about to remove my dress, she pushed me aside and she removed my shorts, t-shirts and my undies and starting p...aying with my chest.I went down and started my licking her cunt which was already wet but I want to make her hornier. I started licking rigorously; she started moaning…ahh…ahh…nee enna panra… (What are u doing?)…nalla vegama… (Do it fast). The moment I took my cock she came to suck it but she realized her problem. I didn’t care for it I went down. I didn’t know how hard I was sucking till I moved away and saw some mark on the lower side of her nipple. Her first love bite. she checked it out in the car mirror and she hugged me tight driven by her shyness. I pushed the seat back so that she could lean back. her navel was deep in her fair belly. I always had a thing for navel. I sucked it and inserted my tongue into it. she raised her hips slightly then I started my main act. Slowly pulled her skirt down to see her black underwear. I could. I could feel my cheeks flushing but had nothing to say. Obviously my sheepish look said enough and she laughed out loud unable to control herself. I was completely embarrassed and tried to come up with something to say. “Umm, guys do that huh?” “Yes” she answered with a tone that said it was ok. “I saw you watching me tonight Brent. Honestly, I’m flattered.” “Flattered, but you likely think I’m a jerk though.” “Umm, nope. Just flattered,” she answered with a smile. I must have still looked a. Once I got into it, I handled all their questions. I think I won a few skeptics over. We went out to dinner. Once we’ve had a few drinks and they loosen up, I always score a few points by being a Western woman who’s open minded enough, and maybe even smart enough, to know the language and the customs. That makes me feel good.’ ‘And it should!’ He patted my arm. ‘I almost lost it, though, when the conversation turned to the Love Hotel! When the subject came up, I played the total innocent! I.