”Oh, the things I must suffer. She sucked for a bit then crawled right up me to give me a kiss.“Gosh, baby. I’m the one that supposed to be doin... foreplay on YOU.”Giggle. “That IS foreplay for me. Feel!”My fingertips found her wet, slippery. I couldn’t say anything, what with our mouths welded together, her tongue fighting mine in happy combat.We broke apart. “See!” she said, shaking her head. Her shortish blonde hair bounced. “It’s in your face. If it was curly...”“You wouldn’t be perfection,”. I traced her memories back to when a young muscular American man saved her from a mudslide when she was about nine or so, and had spent two days and nights with the man while he tried in vain to find her parents who had been buried alive in the slide.Roger, the man who had saved her life, spent the rest of his two weeks in Columbia with Rosalind as he tried to ease the pain of losing her family. During that time he infected her with her fascination for the US and body builders, and even though. Since it is raining heavily outside, I can’t go out to get water. So can you please help me out here?She- wait, please.She opened the door after few minutes and was surprised to see my face. I guess she was not expecting to nock her door after the morning’s incident. She asked me to come inside and made me sit on their couch. She took my bottle and asked whether I want hot water or a cold one. I asked for hot water as I was feeling bit cold too. She went into her kitchen and came back in few. I thought about what she'd said, how sex would be easy. But I didn't even know what to do. "Take off your tank top," she said as she started rubbing her breasts. I was frozen for a second more before I came to my senses. "Wait, we're doing this?" I asked, causing Maria to raise her eyebrow. "Of course, we're doing this!" I answered myself as I started to strip. I took off my top a lot less sexy than she did, simply taking my arms out and raising it above my head before throwing it aside. My.