Uss din mausam bohot sexy sa tha. Fir plan k hisab se vo shame me mere ghar aa gayi. Uski coaching 5pm se 9pm tak chalti thi. Vo bunk maar k aayi ti m...ere yaha. And uske aate hi barish start ho gayi. Use barish me bheegna bohot pasand tha to usne bola k chalo barish me bheegte h. Mai b maan gaya. Fir ham log mere terrace pe gaye and barush ka maja lene lage. Barish me bheegne ne baad uska tshirt and jeans ekdm uske body se chipak gaye and uska poora figure acche se dikhne laga. Ye dekh kar mera. It is very smooth. Does it feel much better? Can you feel my touch?" She said "Yes, I like the way it feels. I can feel your fingers as they touch me." Yes, it is so much more sensual with a bald pussy. Feel my fingers as i run them over you. You are better to touch and kiss. Let me show you." I then ran a finger down her slit and over her clit. I felt her twitch. I said "You are so smooth. You feel real good. Close your eyes. Let me show you how good you can feel." She closed her eyes and I. After a long silence, she said slowly, "May I ask you a personal question?" Sure," I replied, wondering what she had in mind."You don't have to answer this, of course," she said evenly, " but, well, have you ever had sex with another man?"I stared at her in disbelief. Had I heard her correctly? I finally managed to stammer out a weak, "no," and she continued. "Have you ever wanted to?"I heard myself admitting that I had occasionally fantasized about what it might be like, but had never really. I wanted to close my eyes and feel him, not just hold me, but I wanted him to make love to me. He would tell me how he wanted to caress every part of my body until I would beg him to fuck me. After a few months of just chatting and a lot of flirting, he asked me did I have a webcam. I was hesitant to say yes, but I did. He told me to turn it on and I did as he asked. He asked me to take my shirt off and I did what I was told. I have to admit, his dominating tone or so it seemed was making my.