I had seen him there virtually every time I dropped by the store. He couldn’t have been older than his early 20s and featured the dark complexion an... jet-black hair of people from that far eastern subcontinent. He was only about 5-7 and couldn’t have weighed more than 125 pounds. Overall he was a good-looking guy and I wouldn’t have minded seeing what was hidden under that polo-style shirt and blue jeans. But how do you flirt with a guy who’s unfamiliar with the customs of your country?The. Then I opened her hands and massaged her hands and then her armpits. While I touching her armpits, she made a feeble moan sound. Then I moved to her back and started rubbing the oil on her back. She was feeling good.Now I asked her to remove her towel. She removed her towel. She was wearing a white bra and black panties. I was massaging her back and now came to her hips and started massaging her hips. While I touching her hips, her body shivered as she enjoyed the sensation. I touched her navel. It wasn’t long before an orgasm hit her, pulling my head deeper into her crotch, moaning and grinding her increasingly wet pussy against my mouth, I lapped up every drop of her delicious cunt juice. She pushed me away and told me that I was a fucking useless cunt licker and deserved to be punished. She pulled an ottoman, (a type of bedroom chest), into the middle of the floor and told me to lay down on it. I was on my knees, my body draped over the ottoman, my hands cuffed and in front of me. I. “Come home with me tonight. I miss the way you feel.” “Why should I? Remember I was used in your game to get rid of Nicole!” I snap while yanking my body away from him; instantly annoyed by him and his bi-polar behavior over the course of the day. He can go to hell. “Go find some other girl that’s stupid enough to let you use her, you asshole!” I try to flee from him, but he pulls me towards his office roughly by the arm. He doesn’t bother to close the door behind us as he pops open the fly.