I saw the driver was an older black man and my already wet pussy tingled even more. The fact that my skirt was short and that I was completely bare un...erneath, and was out and about that way, already was hot enough for me to cum on the spot. But I wanted to save, savor, and share this arousal. I had a plan to do something special, it would be my first time doing anything like this, after many months of thinking and fantasizing about it.I walked down the driveway and opened the door, stepping in. The corridor was empty, no one was found on the floor. I was all alone with my angle.Sandhya ma’am: Rishi, how many times do you masturbate in a day she questioned.Me: 3 to 4 times a day.Sandhya ma’am: What is that you imagine while masturbating?Me: I imagine myself having sex.Sandhya ma’am: Sex? With whom? (She asked with a naughty smile)Me: You.Sandhya ma’am: What do you imagine?Me: Imagine sucking your boobs, pussy, and fucking you in hard on the bed in various positions. Enjoying your. Blood is blood whether it comes from a finger or a snatch, it tastes the same, except for the sweet aroma of pussy. And for sure your cock won't mind. If your finger was bleeding, would that stop you from choking your chicken?What are you afraid of? That you'll get blood on your lips and chin and forget to wash your face before you go walking down the block? Trust me on this, guys, I've done it and I love it. Still, there are some guys who just don't have the guts to do it, and that cuts down. I held her tight and kissed her passionately. We fell on the bed together. I moved her to the middle of the bed and moved to where I could see her body and kiss it. I started with her lips and she returned my kisses with ardor. I kissed her eyes and cheeks. I kissed her neck and nibbled at her little ears. I slipped down to caress her beautiful breasts. They were perfect, absolutely perfect. I brushed my lips across them and then licked and sucked on the erect nipples. They were like soft.