I wear ¾ pant and opened, she came inside and closed the door, I shockingly asked her what u doing?? She thrown me to the bed and started stripping b...efore me, now she is really hot and started stripping before me. 1st her sari, next her blouse, now petticoat, oooh no, now she is in bra n panty only. She came top of me n started kissing me all my face, ears, eyes, cheeks n now hmm lip lock, her lips r so soft n tasty, we did lip kiss so long n played with tongue like French kiss.Later she moved. I didn't think I could actually do it; it seemed unreal. Just as I turned to return to my hotel, my brain said fuck it—go back. I turned around back onto St Annenstraat and met her in the neon light as she opened the glass door for me. I began my much thought out monologue of what I wanted from her. I had crafted it after reading many posts about Amsterdam’s red light district. She said yes with a cute Dutch accent and turned to climb the ladder steep, narrow stairs. I took in the great view. She retrieved a towel from the bathroom and started to rub my hair dry. I could smell her scent as she stood over me. "You're a bit nervous aren't you" she said softly. "Yes," I swallowed. Her left breast brushed against my cheek as she dried my hair, "I'm sorry, Kelly. You know I haven't done this before". "Don't worry" she answered "I like you". My arousal at her and the promise of what was to come was rapidly overcoming my diminishing nerves. As she finished off my hair, I swept a glance. Esi bich mein jor se elastik rubber ko khinchte hu a uski gand ki ched mein prahar kar di. Manasi sidha khadi hokar, ouyeeeee..mar gayeeee . Yaaaaa a jeisi sabd muhn se nikalte hu a gand ki ched ko apni dono tange fank karke sahela rahi thi.Mein ab usko bola, chal aja mein aj pahele teri gand marunga aur akhir mein teri bur chodkar usmein mere birya nikalunga’. Manasi gand ki baat sunkar uski halat kampne lagi. O mere pas akar boli ,plz gand mein jo jalan ho rahi hei usme ab ap chodenge tou.