We sat, side by side on the sofa, in the dark, with the TV’s bluish glow about us. She’d been complaining all evening that her neck hurt and now w...ith nothing else to do, I invited her to sit on the floor in front of me and let me rub her neck. After several minutes she began to loosen up and relax her soft moans of pleasure getting stronger with each passing minute as I worked her neck and up into her hairline then down her back and up to her shoulders where my hands quite naturally slid under. We parted our lips and our tongues met. I pressed her soft boobs and she gave out a moan. We kissed and kissed like there was no tomorrow.After about half an hour of kissing and smooching, I made her lie down on the bed. “Koi jaldi nahi hai. Pura time hai apne pas. Tu bas aaram se let ja aur maze le,” I told her. She lay and I kissed on her forehead, then her lips, then I bit on her ears.Then I started kissing on her neck and pressing her boobs. I worked my way down and started kissing and. "Thank you?" We can't do that again." The knock-knock, doorbell game? Why not?" It's too dangerous. You could have entered me, I wouldn't have stopped you and I wouldn't have blamed you, but it can't happen again." Because you think I might take advantage of you?" No, it's that sometimes I don't trust myself." I respect your decision but we've fooled around several times and I've never taken advantage of you. You know you can trust me. Didn't you like having your doorbell rung?"The church bell. My body convulses and my breaths become short and fast. The friction inside of me is like magic. I picture Bianca leaning over to kiss me as she fucks me and squeezes my tits, and I moan her name aloud. My torso moves up and down as I push the hairbrush deep into my pussy as I reach my peak. I feel a thousand waves of bliss crash over me as I reach my first-ever orgasm. I squeal in delight and imagine Bianca slapping my ass.The orgasm dies down and my pussy becomes sensitive, so I take my hands.