If there are any mistakes or typos excuse me. Any suggestions are always welcome. It will help me write good stories in the future. This is part is no... erotic. Sorry I couldn’t complete it in one part as I thought.I am 32 years old now. I am medium built, slightly lean now, having an average 6-7 inch cock. I am neither black or white, typical South Indian average looking, guy. This story happened when I was at the age of 26. I was home on Saturday and was a little bored.I was going through my. Yes, I realized." Oh no. I'm not trying to **** you. That would imply a factor of my not being successful."She snickered and buried her lips on the flesh of his neck, slowly tasting him, laving his skin in her desire. Josh's own mouth hung slack, his eyes closed, focusing intently on her- but then logic had to rear its ugly head once more. "You could be arrested for this, Sheila." Could is such a relative term. How would you prove that I ****d you? Actually, after this was done, I could always. She pitched the can aside and said, "Now you are in for a treat..." Her lips hovered above his manhood and he could feel her breath. She enticed him with the tip of her tongue and as she gently reached her hands into his pants, she held his hips and slowly lowered his pants. Honey slowly worked her way up his torso, swirling the cream with her tongue. "give me your hand, Rock." She grabbed his fingers and placed the tiniest amount of cream on his fingers. She took his fingers in her mouth and. . Raven haired, dark eyes, curves in the right places, in a short sun dress looking lost. She caught me staring at her and as I began to turn my head away in embarrasement, she started walking towards me. I was completely mezmerized... the sway in her walk was intoxicating as she approached. "Hi.", she said in a soft feminine voice, " I have quite a long layover and was looking for someone to chat with to pass the time. Do you mind if I sit with you?" I almost choked on my patty as I tried to.