She was convinced. Im not a macho man, I dont have 6 packs, but im a fit guy, handsome enough and trust me I do have good set of massage and oral skil...ls. To talk about her, she was in a nice good shape, not too dusky not too fair with oomph and elegance. We chatted on whatsapp for few more days and she shared her fantasies as in what really she wants. She told me that she is obsessed with getting her pussy licked as none did on her so far and I told her that is my favorite area so on and so. Me: Come in, come in, my dear lover boy! What’s your name?The bastard replied that his name was Raj. He was of my height and was a bit obese. But strangely his cock, which he was still stroking was fat and looked healthy. I grabbed his smooth big cock and began to stroke it. He too grabbed my ass and started to lift my lehenga. But I stopped him.Me: Raj, that’s not how it’s going to happen. I’m not a prostitute, you see..He looked at my serious gaze with confusion and that was when he felt the. I hadn't even had a chanceto get a good look at her face yet, but I need to focus on her emotions,not the solid cords of muscle I was caressing.She finally leaned back in the chair, tossing luxurious brown curls overher head and I looked at her face. She was still there, just stronger,and with a touch of scruff along her jawline. Her hands came up to wipethe mascara stained tears away from her eyes. She sniffled some more andthen put my face in her hands, her humongous palms."Hey," she said. 'Come up, my dear Hargrave,' she cried, 'and let me fuck you.'I rose, jumped into bed, lay down on my back, and the glorious creature mounted me, impaling herself on my rigid weapon. I contemplated with delighted eyes the glorious beauties of her splendid figure in all the action of exciting lust.She rapidly flooded me with another copious discharge, and then sank on my belly into my loving arms. For a minute or two we lay quiet, our tongues alone darting love into each other's mouths until the.