B! He was so sweet to me on line, and so helpful…He makes me feel good…and relaxed. He has a way of making others talk about themselves while givi...g little away about his self. Mr. B…I like that name. Never known one before…But there’s something about him that makes me nervous…tingly even. Like a spider’s sense going off. Look at me! Fifty years old, and blushing in the shower. Tilting my head back again, I rinsed my hair, turning up the hot water. It felt so good! Pouring my strawberry. It was well decorated with some modern art, the theme of which was beyond was mind state to understand. All I wanted was to make love to my hot sex partner of the day. Chetan too sensed it and didn’t make any delay.Chetan guided me to their bedroom which was attached to another small room. Here we go, the bedroom was really a big one with a large bed with off-white bed sheet done with light maroon embroidery. The room was very neat with maroon curtains. In front of the bed was a large size. I was thinking you could hold my legs and rub your dick between them along my pussy and then shoot your cum on me while I watch.”“I can do that. Where did you get this idea?”“No place, I just want to see you cum, and I figured that was the best way to do it. Do you have a better idea?”“No, I don’t!” I chuckled. “And you know what? I don’t think I’ve ever done that before. I’ve never cum on a girl’s body!”“Wow! A first for you? Cool!” she giggled. “I finally get a cherry from you!”We laughed and. It would only lead to despair and heartbreak and if she gave in, who knows what the result would be? She couldn’t afford to have a child out of wedlock, and marriage to a white man was unthinkable, no, impossible. She needed to preserve a proper decorum at all costs or it would be the death of her. As charming as he was, she had no intention to succumb to his charms. She would be a fool if she did. And yet, except for that one excruciating wonderful kiss, he had done nothing improper. She was.