She swallowed and moved on. "I love your stories. But is it really like that?" Immediately after sending her question, she knew it wasn't framed well....nd he knew it too. "I'm not sure what you are referring to." Well, you have these kind of idyllic situations, where the Dom and the sub are so 'in tune'. Is it really like that?" I wish. I think it can be when both parties are honest and communicative. I just haven't found my girl yet."Elaine swallowed. "Would you do the things you describe in. I thought she felt sexual arouse while I was touching her boobs. It was a positive sign to me and my heart was bumping inside my chest.In the next day, the Friday and the weekly holiday, I had just finished my cooking, my doorbell rang. It was beyond my imagination that after opening the door I saw Brishti was standing there. She had held something in her hand and want permission to enter. I opened the door widely and she entered into my flat. I kept the door opened but she told me to close the. Who fucks who, do you both fuck each other, and what if this guy has a huge dick and wants to fuck me with it? No way was I ready for that. We get to her apartment which I could only describe as a shit hole. It was in a dark, dumpy building with broken down cars in the parking lot. The apartment smelled bad. There was no furniture and dirty clothes were strewn all over the place with a double size mattress on the floor in the middle of the living room. If there ever was a time to turn. I said –– Do u know didi how much I love ur long hairs. I was dying to touch these. It gives great sexy look to u. I want to have ur body for years.– No raja, this is bad… I am almost ur mother’s age…. U should not do this with me….I kept on pressing. Suddenly uncle was made some sound while sleeping. She forcibly got up & run away from me. But uncle was in deep sleep still. I followed her & she was standing in narrow house corridor. I embraced her from behind. Her breathing was high, so was.