A few minutes into his shower, Aly knocked on the bathroom door. She opened it without waiting for an answer. The shower curtain was transparent, so H...enry shielded his privates."I brought you some extra towels," she said. "And when you're done, I'll give you a massage. How's that sound?"He had mixed feelings about the idea, but he didn't want to disappoint her. "Sure, kitten, that sounds great."She closed the door and he was alone with his thoughts.Ten minutes later, he emerged from the. She slowly teased my dick through my underwear. Breathing through the fabric looking up at me with those green eyes. I was in heaven. She finally pulled off my jeans and took me in her mouth. Ohh man, she could suck dick. She was slow and teased me. Then she would swallow my entire cock down her throat. Moaning the whole time. I wanted to fuck her now and she knew it. She asked to go to the restroom for a minuto. I showed her the way and prepared the couch for a fuck fest. When she returned. Well I had a third alternative. I fell on her and started nibbling with my mouth her right breast nipple and then left breast nipple. In this process I started slowly loosening her saree by slightly pulling her cloth around her.Still there was no adverse reaction from her. This encouraged me a lot. I got up from her and implemented my plan of pulling down her saree and petticoat together. It took time but as I have thought it was a great pleasure watching her getting naked inch by inch. Finally. She loved her job, but she had always felt intimidated by Mr. Blakestone. Fortiesh, and a muscular ex-basketball player who had never made it to the pros, he was very dark and towering.He wore a conservative afro and kept his beard neatly trimmed. Divorced, he had no children and lived alone. Gabriella had always been wary of black men, and always felt uncomfortable in his presence. He never acted unprofessionally with her. But she always wondered what he was thinking with that penetrating.