I was a bit startled, but I continued to stroke it. I gave a brief thought to giving it a taste, but I thought better of it.I could hear him panting a... he leaned against the divider. He said, “You did really well for your first time. I hope that I see you again, sweetie.”“Thanks.” I said, “Yeah, maybe I’ll try this again sometime.”He gathered himself and I heard the creak of the door as he exited the stall. I sat back down on the toilet and chuckled. I know that it sounds silly, but I was. It brought a new element of reward to her sexual adventure, even if it wasn’t meant to be something sexual. And for the most, it had been a perfect opportunity to explore the thoughts in her mind without the usual guilt that surfaced after her other experiences.As she got closer to the area where she left her car, she could see Dustin standing at the end of the sidewalk that opened up into the parking lot.He smiled as she approached.“Hey ... uh ... I was wondering if I might be able to take you. You gasp, and bite your lip, looking down at me, as I kiss your knees, working my way along your thighs until I reach the damp copse of your sex. The springy curls of hair are glistening with juices, and my tongue flicks out to catch a couple errant drops. Mmm… you taste so good, and my tongue continues playing over your mound, until it finds the plump lips of your sex. My tongue teases you, rolling lazily along the outside of your lips, darting occasionally between them, but only enough to. We had seen each other and made sure all of us are genuine. That made us comfortable and we headed to their place in Banjara Hills. It took a while to reach their place, because of traffic. On the way, we purchased some oils and the required things for the massage. We had our lunch on the way back home, made much more comfortable with each other.Once we were at home, all of us got refreshed one after the other. They had arranged a room where the massage can be done. The room was filled with.