I stopped her. Yes I said I stopped her. Asked her are you ready for this. She's 6 years older than me. But said I've watched you grow up same age...as my brother and doing many of the same things football you name it. Knowing how much time my brother spent in weight room when I saw you on weekends it always made me wonder. Cuz Both of you are bigger muscular guys. But I was married. Usully had k**s to worry about at that age. They were all under 10 and needed constant supervision most. In the natural sunlight of the first floor it blazed, making her the focal point. It was a cascade of curls, the kind that can’t be brushed out, burnished copper, and fell nearly to her waist. She had it tied back, of course, but he imagined it loose and just that brief flash in his mind had him hard as a schoolboy. From his vantage point he could keep an eye on her while he pretended to read the paper. He felt a bit like a stalker — truthfully, he always felt a bit creepy being back at school,. Ella was none of that. Ella was everyone's girl and everyone's sister.I worked with Ella. Not in the same office, but in the same division. She worked in administration, I was in Sales. We saw each other about four or five times each year usually at sales meetings or other regional company functions.I liked Ella. As a friend. Really, I did. I'm married and so is Ella. Ella is also Black. And, unlike a number of Black men and women she did not have the "Black" attitude. When we partied, Ella was. I took my mouth and put one nipple under my mouth over the bra only. Still she was asleep.Then I got the courage to lift her petticoat slowly to check if she is wearing a panty or not. No she was not and I saw her vagina fully shaved. wow my naani keeps her pussy shaved at this age. Hmmm I realised she is a proper mom of my mom ;) I had decided that tonight will be the one when I lose my virginity and naani becomes that first woman of my life. My organ had by now increased and I went missionary.