Fred asked "will you cum as well"she said " i am not sure i have never had an orgasm ad i am a little frighten what will happen or may be nothing will...happen at all" well the only way to find out is keep playing"was Freds reply"oh i have no intention of stopping" she saidFred went back to pulling his foreskin back as far as it would go and then showing her his large glissoning knob."please wank it hard and fast for me,i want to see it spurt your spunk out"This got Fred so excited,he pulled his. He is athletically poised, coiled and leanly muscled, his eyes sharp, head shaven clean, jawline firm and jutting. “Can I help you?” I answer tersely, shifting on my bench, resenting being drawn from the reminiscence that has left the gusset of my knickers chafing damply against me. “Couldn’t help noticing that beautiful black waterfall,” he indicates to my newly washed tresses, flowing loose for the first time in months, “that petulant, regal profile,” he smiles winningly, “not to mention. “I’m driving.”“I didn’t see a car with you. You can have one drink.” I watched him pour me a double of Jack and coke. While I was hoping that he didn’t slip me a roofy I did crave something to drink.“Thank you.” I sniffed it.“It’s not drugged. It’s late. You can stay the night if you wish and be on your way in the morning. You might not be able to find your car until then anyways.” He had a point.“Fuck!”“Maybe tomorrow. I’m not that kind of guy.”I blushed a little at that one and for good. I made the kill; I told her she was gorgeous. She asked me if I meant it. I told her I was and I would die to have a wife like her. She blushed. I went near her. I kept praising her. She was very shy. I smelled her hair; she said… the door was ajar. Bingo, she was ready. I latched the door with a smile and I hugged her close. I pulled her up. We where smooching like mad dogs. I whispered in her ears, divya I need you, I wanted you the day I saw you. She said she wanted me too, and was waiting.