.ummmmmmmmmmm. I started sucking her left boob like a mad and with another hand, I grabbed her right boob and started rubbing nipple’s tip with my i...ndex finger. She was moaning like a lot – aaaaaaaaahhhh..ufffff…mmmmmmmm.Then I moved my hand from her right boob and started rubbing on all over her belly. Though her belly was heavy, there were multiple curves in her belly but her NAVAL was perfectly shaped – Deep, long, elegant, smooth naval. I put my tongue on her naval, started exploring it. Seeing us greeting for the first time, that initial awkward silence as we stand before each other for the first time, our hearts pounding with an equal amount of excitement and nerves and perhaps a touch of anxiety. “Will she like me, what if she thinks I am too small, overweight, too old, too young, not attractive….. God she is beautiful, please let her like me,” thoughts running through both our heads simultaneously, threatening to overwhelm, until something happens, something so small, so. That isn't goingto be the last time I empty my bladder into your mouth."It's funny how words can affect me now, and the way men look at me afterthey have had me. When I heard the words 'dirty bitch' and saw thecontempt he had for me in his eyes, the hormonal rush that ran through mealmost made me faint. I could barely keep it together while he dressedand tossed his tip on the bed but I did manage to give him a sparklingsmile as he gave me one last look before closing the door.Not all of the. ’ ‘Let me guess, young, rich and handsome? Pretty girls dotted around the place, all at his beck and call, even if they are with someone else?’ the air of disdain was clear in her voice. ‘Something like that.’ I answered. She gave me a wicked grin. ‘I might be doing the world a favour then,’ she said. ‘No one likes someone who has it all and still isn’t satisfied.’ I realised that I could get to like this woman — from a safe distance of course. She looked at the notepad. ‘Is there anything.