Once she'd had her first real orgasm, I let it go, and she came again as I lost it, spurting spurt after spurt after spurt inside her. Her eyes grew b...ig from the power of my orgasm. Once I was gasping for breath, she started giggling while my semi-hard cock was still inside her. Then she looked at me."Damn, I guess it is too late to ask for some tongue?" Who says?"She giggled all the way when I carried her upstairs and dropped her on the bed. It was not easy but I got her begging for mercy.. I called her and she informed me that it was ok, because she was having second thoughts, and feeling guilty about setting up this meeting with me. She said the last time we met it took her a few weeks to get over what we did. I told her it was cool, I support whatever she decided to do, but I wanted to ravish her. She said she wanted it too, but she was trying to be committed. I told her ok, and was going to hang up when she said, let me get a few beers in my system and I will let you. She told me that with in 1 hour I will get ready and then I will call you. I said OK; then I went to bathroom to take bath and get ready. I had breakfast fast. I was very happy that day as my dream is going to be true. I was so excited too that first time I’m going to meet a girl whom I never saw. After some time she calls me a said that she is ready and came out of her house I said OK and I tell her to come in Paltan Bazzar I will pick her up from there. She replies OK within 15 I will be. Tendrils of heat and sensation resonate out from my unsated, demanding sex to quiver through my tensed stomach muscles. A trickle of moisture meanders its way down the back of my thighs and I pray, without much hope, that it is sweat rather than yet more juices escaping the bubbling wetness between my legs.I must flee.I need a drink.I stand uncertainly on shaking legs; my body turned away from the pool, away from my audience, away from the prying eyes that II can feel burning into the thin skin.