When I asked her how her day went she just shrugged and indicated that it was the `same old same old', except for a salesman by the name of Frank who ...dropped by to sell her a few magazine subscriptions. When I tried to pump her by asking if he was good looking she just looked at me with a blank stare as if to say what an odd question to ask and said that she really hadn't noticed, playing her innocent role beautifully. After dinner we retired to bed early. As I watched her undress, all I could. Her eyes widen as she reaches out and touches my cock for the first time. Her hand gently wrapping itself as far around my width as she can. Her touch is so timid and gentle almost as if she’s afraid it will break if she squeezes it too hard. “How can it be so hard and yet so soft at the same time?” she asks. “It’s kind of weird.” she continues. “I mean like if I push down on it I can feel it resisting me, but if I squeeze it a little it feels soft to the touch.” I laugh softly again as she. My watcher tried again to coax me over , but I was still nervous , so I just danced about waving my cock , flashing him and getting more and more slutty and worked up , after several minuets of this he stood up and pushed his cock through the hole.This was another step for me , a big heavy throbbing uncut cock was facing me the first mancock I had been this close to . I this happened today I would bend over and slam my hole straight down on it and milk it dry.This though was my first encounter. I asked in utter amazement: “What is the great idea about the rose petals in the bath-tub, Jasmin?”She grinned and said. “Yeah, it is my idea of having fun in a very strange and unique way. I knew you would be coming. I had already bought the rose petals. A few minutes ago I sprinkled them on the water. Actually, I want you to make love to me in the tub, under water, with roses all over our bodies. Would it not be a fantastic experience, Jai?” “Sure…sure….it would be more than wonderful,.