Now coming to story, Manish always asked me to tell me my fantasy and I always avoided one day seeing his emotions I said I want to have sex with whit... guy jokingly but I noticed he took it seriously, and when once for his official duty had to go Mumbai he asked me to accompany, and we went to Mumbai, let u tell one more thing about Manish he is mad after western dresses so whenever we go out he only puts those dresses in baggage. Incidentally the hotel in which we boarded same day a couple. It didn't matter that I still had my leggings on, and him jeans, he was so large it was hard to miss an erection on him. He lowered his body, arms wrapping around my back and neck. He kissed my neck and than my lips. Once again, I lost myself in his embrace and kiss. Never had a man held me like this, never had I felt so safe... so loved. He had saved my soul, made me see love was a good thing, and I was eager to repay him for his generosity and love. His left hand squeezed my right breast,. She gently pushed me back with her tiny yet strong hands and taking my head with her two hands, told me,"Lesson number one Pierce, kiss softly; your lips are very hard against mine and you hurt my lips. Your lips must be pliant, soft, caressing, you open your lips a little and let the tip of your tongue touch my lips like a feather"We kissed again, she moulding her lips to my mouth and teaching me how to kiss a woman. After a few minutes, she slowly opened her mouth letting my tongue slid. Peggy found the skirt, removed her shorts and quickly slipped on the skirt. She looked in the mirror and saw how short it was on her. A lot of thigh was exposed. Peggy decided it was perfect. Instead of the T-shirt, she was going to wear a white “wife beater”; a stretchy tank top, made of thin material that followed every curve of her anatomy. With no bra on under it, her dark pink nipples were easily visible thru the cloth. Perfect again. The short blue denim skirt and white shear top made a.