And now I would like to narrate my story.This is my first story. Hope everyone likes it. If you have any feedback please mail to The incident happened...just two weeks before. Let me introduce myself. I am an It professional and also a dancer, footballer. Brown in colour, and a crazy-headed freak. I love to have sex but I do respect women . I never force anyone. I am staying in a gated community and here comes the heroine. Her name is radhisha , she stays on the fourth floor with her mom and dad. I went into ourbathroom and brushed my teeth again, and pissed into the sink. I wasstanding there, bleary eyed, a toothbrush in my mouth, pissing, when shewalked in. Rather than make a scene, I just ignored her and finished up.She had walked in and closed the door, standing back leaning against it,watching me. She had her tight black teeshirt on, but the pants were goneand a white thong was all that was covering her sex. My morning hard on intensified now that my bladder was empty and. I held his hand all the way to the master bedroom and as we walked I examined his big masculine hand. His fingers were large and a little rough, maybe that's what got me off so good. My little hand was lost in his but he was very gentle and I felt very safe. As we entered the bedroom he stopped me again and I turned to him and again I could tell there was reluctance. So I said, lets just talk ok? He shut the door and I sat on the bed. Looking up at him with my big blue eyes I said "it's. When it happens I know it’s going to be hot. She’s so sexy and dirty. I’m getting hard just thinking about it. Three o’clock needs to come faster before I do! And thank the Lord, I am pulling up to the Markley’s plantation home at this very moment. Caylie’s sitting on the porch steps with Kristina. Both of them looking hotter than the Alabama sun in the middle of August. When Caylie spotted me, those gorgeous green eyes lit up like I’ve never seen before.. Oh yeah, I think it’s going down.