We became close while chatting sometime it use to run the whole night and he started to mildly flirt with me , like what am i wearing and stuff like t...at , i was getting turned on and i started to respond to his flirts and he grew much naughtier day by day , once by mistake i asked him what was he doing with himself and he responded that he was masturbating looking at my picture , i could have stopped but i was high too and asked him looking at what , he went crazy and started to narrate things. There was no bad intention, I held her hands and said your are so beautiful, she blushed a lot and held my hands firmly. I took courage enough and pulled her close to me by holding her hip. She said she loved the touch and didn’t resist. We both departed in a while and for the first-time we exchanged number. Wow it was to have a chat.We did start about personal things. Very next day she came in maroon Saree. For the first time I started to admire her beauty. I could see the Saree pointing out. I was in my 40s but had never seen a girl deliberately show Her knix, to me – I’d only ever had lucky views and loved the way girls in Spick & Span raised their skirts or sat ‘carelessly’ and showed their knix, and now I was seeing a girl doing those poses for real.So it was no surprise I suppose that when She did Her second pose, I just ejaculated spontaneously into my underpants and wank-trousers so suddenly I had no chance to hide it – and I’d had years and years of practice doing that. But nobody at school has ever seen it." We should fix that." Do you want to? Would you like to?" Sure," he said. Marianne pushed him onto the bed then turned her back to him. She very slowly began lowering her panties, pushing them down little by little. He could see the furrow of her buttocks, then the smooth line where her tan ended, then the skin of her ass cheeks, and finally the full ass. She bent over, exposing her ass to him, pushing her panties to her feet. He fixed the sight in his.