This is my story with Ankita (name changed) when I was working in New York. I have always been interested in Indian, Mexican gals of all ages.About my...elf I am athletic, well built, smart and handsome. About Ankita – Indian and she is a bit short and have a figure of 34-28-36. I was bored of doing work for 5 days a week which sometimes extends to weekends. But when I was free, I used to chat on dating sites and I found this gorgeous babe. We chatted initially for a week, then exchanged our. You're going to be fine. Are you hurt?"She shook her head no.We sat in the store's lot for maybe five minutes until her sobs began to subside. I asked her. "What was that all about? Would you like to call the police?"She again shook her head no."Would you like to get something to eat or drink?"No. I ... I don't have ... I don't think so." I'll buy." I interrupted.A slight smile crossed her lips. "Could I please have a Coke? If you don't mind, I think I'd like a Coke."She agreed when I suggested. Sam reached down picked her up, his hands cupping her rounded ass, lifting her and feeling her legs wrap around his waist as he beginning kissing her again, his hard cock straining against her. Finally he could stand it no longer. Sam let her slide down his body and as her feet touched the floor he released her long enough to unclasp the bra and slid the g string off her. He quickly stripped of his shirt, pants and socks standing before her in only his short boxers, his hard cock straining. "Wesley look at me." But he wouldn't. He wouldn't look or move. She startedto feel a slight pressure against the inside of her palm that was on his leg.She looked down to see her own hand on Wesley's erection. Unable to lookaway, as she had her eyes fixed on his pants, Wesley jammed a hypo down onher exposed neck. She heard a hiss and then felt a warm sensation in her armand neck. She tried to straighten up and fell off the chair. Her whole bodywas limp. She lay faced down on the floor and.