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The Salesman

Date: 7/16/2017, Categories: First Time, Interracial Sex, Taboo, Author: Brown_girls_rule, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

couch across from the TV is where I chose to sit and this put me in a wonderful position to view Pooja's wonderful backside when she faced away from me towards the TV. "Are you sure? We have some juice or water," she asked again. Her feet moved again and I could tell she had a song playing in her head. "So when does your mum usually get home?" I asked as I envisioned her without clothes on. "Oh it depends if she does overtime or gets called back," Pooja started and my mind reeled. I pictured myself sitting here forever and wasting the rest of the night. "But she won't tonight because it's Friday, so she gets off at her regular time," she said as if I should know her mum's regular time. She was still rocking slightly to the song in her head. "Which is when?" I asked. I looked her up and down and thought about sitting with her. "Oh," Pooja exclaimed as she realized I should have no idea. She giggled and without thinking, tugged at her tight jeans to dislodge them from her crotch. "She is supposed to get off at 6:30 every night but can get called back or asked to do overtime on every night but Friday," she said as if she was reciting her mom's instructions to her. "6:30?" I asked and frowned. I looked at my watch and grimaced. It was 5:38 . I thought of those other houses. I looked out the front window and knew I was stuck. There are worse places to be stuck but I wasn't going to get that solid lead tonight unless it was Pooja's mum providing it. "I think I'll have that juice," ... I said, resigning myself to staying there. I looked at Pooja and she smiled... She was a wet dream come true and I couldn't believe I was sitting in her living room, watching her tap her feet and dance to some unknown tune. "Sure, do you want it in a glass or straight from the bottle?" she asked. "I'll just drink it from the bottle, no reason to dirty a glass," I told her and she sauntered off toward what I presume was the kitchen. Her hips shook gently as she disappeared through the doorway. Within seconds, she was back with a bottle of fizzy drink. I thanked her as she handed it to me. Our hands touched in the transfer and she shocked me as her feet scuffled on the rug. Her hand felt soft and her fingers delicate. I twisted off the top and thanked her. "You're welcome," she answered and got down on her knees over her homework. I sipped the juice and gazed around the living room. I wanted to just study the lovely Pooja but she was always looking up at me and smiling so I didn't want to get caught staring. "Ah God," she swore as she looked like she was working hard on her homework. "Got a hard one there?" I said and glanced at her round ass as it rested on the backs of her heels. "Yeah, I get so confused with what to do next," she said and rolled her eyes. "Let me take a look," I said as I took a long drag on my juice. I really didn't know if I could help her but to get Pooja to come and sit with me, I'd try to tackle any impossible sum. She frowned at her book and scooped up ...