This was really starting to get interesting, just like Carol had promised. She was texting me dirty pictures and being really naughty. I loved it. I ...anted to be naughty just like Carol, so I decided why not send her a picture right back. I got up went to the bathroom, went into one of the stalls and took my dick out. By this time it was hard as hell from everything Carol had been sending me. I grabbed my phone and snapped a picture of my hard dick. I sent it to her with the text "this is. Fire in my body was now reaching the point of volcanic eruption.Unable to withstand the raging fire in my body. I got ready and moved off with naresh telling my sister-in-law that I need to do some urgent shopping and asked her to look after my son when he returns from school. I made naresh drive to a lonely spot. The boy now knew very clearly what was going to happen and was co-operating fully. After reaching a isolated spot I signaled him to come in rear seat and he literally jumped on rear. And thirdly - I had just seen a woman I worked and lived with in the act of pissing! I had an erotic charge like I had never experienced before. Liz and I travelled to work together, which meant that a few minutes later we were stood at a bus stop a short walk from the house. There was a slight awkwardness between us after what had happened, but eventually Liz spoke. "I'm sorry about this morning," she said, "Rob is so casual about these things and forgot you are in the house." "No, no, I'm. He was very sure of himself – a total turn on for me. There's a subtle seduction in someone saying: “This is who I am. Deal with it.” I tried to do the same when I described myself: A cute, curvy, African-American girl with almonds-shaped brown eyes - someone who loved life and wanted to experience all that I could. I didn't want anyone to think they were getting Halle Berry. But I was okay with my thickness and who I was. It was silly to pretend to be someone I wasn't.It was at an unusual time.