Desi desperately prayed he was telling the truth; she couldn't bear the thought of her beautiful face getting anymore wrinkles.Focus on the end result... she kept saying over and over in her mind. Her mouth became transformed, alive with passion and recklessness, seeking the priceless treasure hiding in Juan's cock.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Previous DayDesi had it all, a stunning home set high in the hills, an older wealthy husband, a body to die for, and a beautiful face. All her friends came out. . I was now the hotter and the sexier Bella. As I threw on my clothes, he was all I could think about. I wished I had gotten at least his name, but then again, maybe it was better this way. Besides, in a strange way, it was romantic (... right?) -- a girl getting swept off her feet by a mysterious stranger. At least, that's what I like to tell myself. In all reality, it was probably a pathetic sight: two high school kids (one of them a virgin) having drunken sex. It probably wasn't even good. He gave me a smile and asked me to stand. He removed my shorts and now I was nude before a 50 years old that I referred as uncle not so long ago.He asked me to turn around and show him my ass, I obliged, and he saw and started adjusting his cock.He was idle now, as if he didn’t know what to do next. He and I paused for 30 to 40 secs before I took the initiative and removed his tee. I saw a decent body, I bent down and gave him a smooch and was also playing with his cock over his shorts. He was. As I walked through his door, he was lying on his bed looking at something on his laptop. “Akka, what are y…?”, he tried to say something when he looked up at me. He was shocked. I always used to wear shorts or nighties. But looking at my attire revealing my parts almost naked, he arrested his breath for a moment and his member grew up.“I want to talk to you Kalyan”, I said in a serious and very caring voice. I closed the door and walked to him while he said, “what is this dress Akka? What is.