.I also passed a smile and then continued my work after sometime I found a free time and went her parlor while entering her parlor I sounded “Excuse...me ms shivani can I come in she told oh ! Of course why not then I moved in … After passing a smile she asked ” do you own this shop ? Or work here I replied by smiling face ” thats my uncle shop I just help him here till my vacations, she told “Oh nice sounds like getting experience” I replied yeah might be after few seconds of silence she asked. I quickly took the last puff and rushed back in.Walking through the crowded club filled with loud music, dancers and flashing lights I only wanted to find my way to her. My sudden confidence was overwhelmed when I entered the private booth and found her alone. She was about to leave, clicking away on her phone before looking up. "Hey!" she said, "I was about to go dance." She often played these games with me, acting as if we were only friends but we had already admitted our feelings to one. She didn't drink wine when she had been with Ron for he wasn't a wine drinker and she hadn't come across him having a beer either. He was a tea drinker. As she settled down she wondered who her travelling companion would be, she didn't have long to wait but did get a bit of a shock to be address in very good English by the blackest man she had ever encountered. He smiled and his teeth were sparkling white and his smile was very suggestive. She had never mentioned it to Ron that she had always. She held him tightly against her as they both descended from their sexual high. Sated for the moment, she whispered in his ear, “Did you, you know…?” she.“Did I fill your pussy with ‘semen’? Did I cum? Yes.”“I knew it! I could feel your … cock … really throbbing as your hot … your hot semen … was squirting deep inside my ... pussy.” This time Bill’s cock did soften, and as it slipped out, so did their commingled juices. “Ooh, I can feel your stuff oozing out, just like in the video, I can feel.