Yes Catherine knows how to use every advantage of her heels, gaining a few inches in height to talk eye to eye to any predator, straightening her post...re and tightening those sporty but slender legs just pushing up her perfectly formed ass cheeks as she parades with an accentuated, visible wiggle throughout her territory at work. Every morning she clearly enjoys making heads turn as she introduces every male in the open office environment to her new outfits that have been carefully chosen at. I asked her name age and address. She said her name and her age is 23. I am happy since most of the times I get calls only from aunties. Then she gave her address. It’s an apartment.Saturday:I directly went to the apartment by 9 am and called her. She said her flat number and asked me to step in. I went there and called her. She opened the door. To my surprise, she is standing in a full black gown with her face covered. Then,– I got to know that she is Muslim. She asked me to come in. I stepped. I locked the door behind us and before I could turn around Alex was throating me. I'm not huge either, maybe 7" with the hardest morning wood ever, but big enough as to where I hadn't seen a girl who could suck my cock with the vigor and lust that he did. It was fucking amazing. He reached under my ass and put his hand on my lower back and pushed me into facefucking him. After a while we had to stop so he could take a minute to breathe.. lol. I also needed some water so he got me a bottle from. Isn't there?"I heard my own words suddenly, rebounding out of the past: When have I ever pretended to be anything that I'm not?"You're not normal," Trina hissed, an unknowing echo of my thoughts. "You're fucked up. You have scars. You do weird things that other people don't."I found refuge in defensiveness. "So do you."Trina paused mid-step. "—Why. Yes. Yes, actually. So do I. But at least I don't lie about it." And that somehow makes it better?" I charged. "It's somehow okay that everybody.