Trust me guys, the food was really nice. She appreciated my cooking skill and we were talking about life after the college.After dinner was over, she ...aid she will leave but inside I was all horny and didn’t want her to go. I requested Nidhi not to go, saying we could sit down and talk more, and watch a movie or something. It was like she was waiting for me to say that and she smiled and said, “I thought you would never ask”. I was so happy and I simply put on a romantic track from “A Walk to. She said nothing and lowered her head with disappointment. She walked towards the couch and sat sadly. I followed her and sat beside her.“Why this world is cruel to women? Why a divorcee looked like a thing that can be used by anyone. Can’t we have a life, fulfill our desires?” She was about to weep. I slowly pulled her towards me and kept her head on my chest. I slowly creased her gently, comforting her. She was sad.“The world is full of people either jealous of you or envious of you. In both. A long, tongue-swirling jam and cream and chocolate kiss.Topsy smiles happily. “Well, this party’s turning out much better than I could have imagined,” she says.“I’m glad.”Her hands are moving across her boobs now, rubbing what’s left of the gooey mess into well-rounded, appetising bosom. “Lick me clean,” she says.What’s a poor stripper supposed to do? I lean back in, dragging my tongue across her luscious breasts. Every last inch of her needs attention. I delight in the flavour of the cake,. I lay it over the head of my bone and pulled my foreskin back and rolled it back as far as it would go. It fit tight as I slid the foreskin back down over the head. It was well lubed already. “That looks funny.” She said laughing. “But it works” I replied as I lay on top of her. She guided it to the entrance. It slid in without effort. This was new to me too. It felt much different. It definitely didn’t have the same sensations as my bare cock sliding in her sweet pussy. I didn’t want to.