The interior of her legs was indeed wet. When his fingers found her bare pussy, his finger slid into it like gliding through silk.He put a second fing...r inside her. "Maybe I should make you cum for me one time before we go back to your office." Please don't," she whispered, her face showing how much she enjoyed his fingers. "If you made me cum I'd probably scream, and I'd rather not bring that much attention to myself." I would enjoy hearing you scream," he said with a grin. "Then I want you to. "I know what you must be thinking, but you're wrong. I am still a virgin and, in fact, that's one of the reasons I want to spend the time with you. I would really like my first lover to be someone like you, older, sophisticated, nice, caring, experienced, someone who will teach me to not only how to make love but also how to enjoy doing it."One of the reasons I am putting off meeting him again until after we have our holiday together, which I do hope eventuates, is just in case you also want me. 9:45am there was a knock on the door, there stood a mature man holding a leather bound file. “Hi my name’s James I’m from ****** estate agents”, “Come in” I answered. He was wearing a nice suit, lovely shirt and tie. As he looked around the house he made notes in a Filofax, after half an hour we were stood in the kitchen with a drink talking in general.He was having a right old moan about his wife not understanding him etc. After a few minutes he said he needed the toilet as he passed me he. I soon calmed down and decided to make my way back home, it was at this point that things started to happen that were to change my life, perhaps forever. As in most towns nowadays you always get a collection of loud unruly youths hanging around being generally objectionable, and our town was no exception.As I began to walk past these thugs who all seemed to be Black, I was met by some very coarse and crude comments, you know the sort of thing 'great tits, nice ass bitch, etc'. I would normally.