Thinking so many questions I decided to be patient. After a long patience of around 5 years to come up to these I can not lose my relationship by showing impatience. Possibly from now, I may have to be patient only for few days or if it is couple months, I would not mind. Because I know such kind patience pays back compounded (it is so, my this patience paid back really compound, that I will tell later in the part of this story). Sitting on another sofa I started chatting with her and actually praising her beauty.
I praised her earlier as well but those more generalized, now I am specific. I told how nice and appealing she is, how sexy her figure is, and her ripe great apples, how horny her ass is. She laughed, smiled glittered and told you are naughty Rajveer. The limit is limit, she told to try the new bra and panty. I will
Please now, no not now, should I change in front of you? Smilingly, how dare you are? Not in front of me, go to your bedroom and then change and come.
How you could so accurate with my bra size again she asked.
How many girls and ladies you came to know? How closely you know them? What kind of relationship were those? By this time her maid came. We changed our subject. After 10/15 minutes I intended to leave. She came with me up to road walking beside me up to the parking lot where I parked my bike and talked a few more minutes and told me to be careful while you drive your bike and smiled.
It was really difficult to concentrate on driving after this kind of exciting evening. I came home, could not concentrate anything until I went to bed. In bed, I could not sleep. I wanted to masturbate, but could not, now I can’t fantasize her. I just need her, with her all sexy treasures. I want to kiss her lips, eyes, lick her body, suck her and fuck her. At midnight I phoned her after few rings as the phone is beside her bed as is mine.
She was a bit surprised and I think was happy as well. As we talking, I felt she is beside me. I again started praising her, she was laughing. Suddenly voice changed, it seemed a very horny voice. I thought she possibly started fingering her pussy, this thinking made me start stroking my dick. We were talking usual matters, but from my side whenever I was talking,
I was relating it to praise her body, her beauty. I could not keep track as I was stroking my dick, neither she, sometimes she was breathing heavily. We did not talk directly sex. But it was sex I know. Its peculiar, it’s different, it’s enjoyable. Whenever due to stronger movement of my hand, my voice changed she inquired what happened, I Answered nothing and then again concentrated in talking. Same happened to her, she also responded as I. It was a long around 2-hour chat, sex chat, in the form of normal chat. During the whole session, while she talking horny & breathing heavily, many times I was feeling she herself squeezing and rubbing her bare apples, nice smooth belly, navel, fingering her tight juicy pussy, her thighs.
Many times I was about to ask her the colour off her nipples, whether her pussy is hairy/shaved, but did not ask. She is black beauty, not black I can say tanned, not tanned she is sexy shama lady. At the end of our great telephone chat, she was almost whispering, I thought she is enjoying her orgasm, I also started rubbing, stroking hard, and also moaning a few times as she was, and I burst out. It was the most exciting masturbation of my life. I also started whispering. told Rajveer we both are sleepy, lets sleep.