I quickly grabbed her panties on either side. ‘Lift your bum!’ I commanded. She gasped and did so. I quickly pulled her panties off her lithe body... ‘You can’t stop your legs from opening. Your body is pulling your legs open… let it. That other side of you is taking you over now… it’s taken over 50% of you. When it takes you over fully, you won’t be able to say ‘no’ to me at al.’ Her legs had opened for me now, her arm still in the position I had left it, but her hand was more than halfway open. I was just hoping the response would not be a shotgun barrel stuck in my face!Then I heard someone come to the door and a couple of locks get undone. I took a deep breath and was letting it out when the door opened revealing an athletic black man, in his late teens or early 20’s standing there dressed in a wife beater shirt and baggy shorts that seemed to only just manage to defy gravity as they hung from well below his hips. “What you want at this time of night?” was the none too friendly. All of a sudden she sent her photo to me and asked me to do the same. I was not sure if she will like me as I said before I am an average looking guy. I finally decided to send her a decent pic as there was so other way out and test my luck.A full day passed and I didn’t hear anything back from her and I realized she didn’t like me. Out of frustration, I wrote her an email saying if she didn’t like me then she could have had the courtesy to let me know. I quickly got a reply back saying she. My hand falls from your waist to your thigh, as the persistent kissing of you neck relentlessly continues my hand slides back up to your waist from your thigh gathering dress fabric on it’s journey of feeling the soft skin or a male is a fine pleasure to be savored slowly like a fine whiskey, the softness of the skin gives way to a few elastic bumps my heart skips a beat, the blood in my veins feels as it is pumping faster and hotter, the smell of your perfume, making me feel giddy with primal.