Part II (Foreplay)
i followed her into her flat. there is some light music being played. she still has not said a word to me (damn her, what a tease). i purposely dropped back a few paces to watch her sway and swing her ass. she walks like a bloody model, as her hips move inside that silk robe, and her legs are like walking on an invisiible straight line on the floor.
she walked to the bathroom, turned around, and curled her fingers, motioning me to walk towards her. i walked up, closed in, and place my now stiff and rock hard cock, which is still being refrained in my blue jeans, right behind her arse.
she grinded that arse against me, spreaded her high heeled legs apart, and bent down... WTF is she doing, i was asking myself. as it turns out, she bent down so she can really really grind that sweet arse up against me. and as she is a yoga instructor, she is really really dextile.
at that very moment, i felt like i m the pole on the pole dancing stage. mutha facka... i also thought i'd died and gone to heaven, hehehe
i then leaned over, and started to cup her tits... soft, juicy tits. imagine we are like in the doggie position but still with clothes on. how uncomfy is that... sensing my discomfort, she got down on her knees, and turned around.
now her face, and to be more precise, her mouth, is facing my cock (i mean, my jeans, haha). still not saying a word (fucking bitch is good), she took my jeans off... then moved up to take off my shirt. i m now completely naked (except with my socks still on.... hahaha... funny).
i didn't wait for her and i quickly took of my socks. now, i m butt nekkid but she is still in her full attire.
then she speaks!
GO INTO THE SHOWER, TURN IT ON... AND WATCH ME STRIP FOR YOU.
she then slowly disrobed... letting the silky thing fall down onto the floor.
