Desi Girl, Touching Herself

Her hair had the faint smell of strawberries. She was delicious and I wanted to devour her. As I kissed her I slipped my hands over her ass. It was firm and only made my erection throb more. She ground herself against it. Finally she pulled away and looked at me with concern. ‘Shit! My purse is upstairs!’ I looked at her questioningly. ‘Your purse?’ She looked stricken. ‘Do you have a condom on you right now?’ ‘No.’ ‘Well, then I need to get to my purse. You didn’t look like the type to carry it in your back pocket. If you did, I might be out of here.’ What was I supposed to say to that? No, I keep them in my car? I said the only thing I could think of. ‘Okay.’ ‘I’ll run upstairs and get it. Why don’t you get in that bed. I’ll be right back.’ She left and I looked around the room. Was this really going to be this easy? We meet, she likes me, we have a little lively banter, and she takes me to the basement to fuck me? Was this heaven… no it’s Iowa (or in this case Illinois). I thought. Which of course made me feel even more apprehensive. I felt like a schoolgirl being picked up by a much older man. It was ridiculous. Me, some good twenty-five years older than she, a much older man, feeling nervous. I had to get back in control. The impact she had on me sexually was getting too much. I had to do something to break the atmosphere. At least my mood. Probably being a typical man, I could not read her very well, so I had to assume it was just her normal behavior without any intention beyond having a drink with the father of one of her friends. I got up and suggested we move to the living room. I sat down on my chair, leaving her only the option to sit on the couch, a good couple of metres between us. Immediately, I started to feel more relaxed, and the mood changed. We continued talking basically about nothing, and the atmosphere was becoming more normal. I poured us a couple more glasses of wine, which helped me to relax even more. Because of the summer and the.
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