Late Night Encounter With An Indian Woman

Chapter 4
The sensation of cool water on my forehead woke me. I suspected her reluctance to engage in one-night stands and to troll the internet dating sites were hampering her search for man in the modern era. Your body will know what to do!”
With that I laid her down and kissed her full lips once more. This was way too much of a coincidence, and I began to wonder if I was hallucinating. She leaned in to slurp my package back into her mouth, and I felt her erect nipples graze my shins through the wet fabric of her bra. I can’t explain your lack of dates. I never went all the way. I began massaging her bubble butt while she talked. I was lying on the sand under a palm tree. I smelled salt air, and heard voices nearby raised in anger, and others wailing.