I can’t move, but I feel ready for anything. Something wet touches my wrist, it must be his tongue. It starts traveling down my arm, across my neck...and up the other arm. It travels down my arm again and reaches my breast. His smell is sweet and delicious. His tongue circles my breast until he finds my nipple which is poking through the fishnet. He starts to suck. My back arches with pleasure. He does the same to my other breast. This is sensational and I feel great pains of desire within my. I did have contact with a few friends from school and one was my neighbour rittu. I used to see her like my own sister and we used to have a close bond between us. For the get-together, we decided to go together.It was a Saturday and by evening 4 p.m. I got ready in my floral printed shirt and pants and went to rittus home. She was also ready in a wonderful black saree and a red blouse. To describe rittu, she is 5 feet 2 inch tall, slim with slightly curly hair, tanned skin, about 32 B size. " Really?" You see, now I have to ask you to dance and, if you say no, I'll have no choice but to kill myself." That seems rather drastic." I finished my drink. "Maybe you shouldn't ask." But I'd regret it forever if I didn't take the chance."I was already beginning to think the same thing. "Well, I'd better say yes then. I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."He had rhythm. He had style, he had grace, he had energy. And he was flexible enough for my mind to wander a bit. By the time we danced. You and your husband and your best friend Lacy. Nothing to be afraid of here I can assure you my dear.” Casey hesitantly stuttered. “I?Yah?..Thought about it one night.” “Were you alone?” “Yes.” “Did you make yourself cum thinking about a black man making love to you?” “Yes.” “How did you find this man? In your thoughts? Your dream?” “Well. I guess I met him somewhere, like??a dating site online.” “Good. I’m glad you can open up about your thoughts Casey. Tell me. Was he a good lover?” “Yes..