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The Salesman

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

and was feeling dehydrated. Pooja did as she was told and spun around again. I checked out her lovely ass and couldn't believe my luck. I sucked as a salesman today but didn't care. "You know something is missing," I told her. I put my hand to my chin and pondered what it was. "What?" Pooja asked, concerned.. She was trying hard to get me to evaluate her as a model and wanted to know what it was she could do to help with my assessment. I looked at her bare feet and had the answer. "Do you have any heels?" I asked and drained my juice. Pooja was all smiles as she wiggled excitedly, "My mom does, let me go get them," she said and turned to go. "Oh Pooja, if it wouldn't be any trouble, could you get me another glass of water please?" I asked as I waggled the empty at her. "Sure," she answered and came and took the empty from me. Her perfume and womanly scent caught my nose and I inhaled. I looked at my watch as she ran off to get glass of water and some shoes. It was now 6:01 and her mom still wasn't due off until 6:30. I stretched out my legs and ran my hand over the front of my trousers. Mr. Happy was semi-hard and felt great to the touch. It had been awhile since he had been called to action and he seemed 'raring to go.' When Pooja returned, I was fixated on a music video on the TV. "Wow," I heard myself say as I glanced at Pooja standing there. She had another tall one for me but it was what she was wearing that 'wowed' me. She giggled as she stood there and watched me drink ... her in. Pooja had on six-inch heels and they were the stiletto style. She had changed out of her jeans and put on a short black jean skirt."That's great," I said and asked her to do it again only this time slower. Pooja looked at me and smiled and began her slow spin. I looked up to see her glancing away and bent over to see up her skirt. I eyed her heavenly pouch, tucked away there and dreamed of a peek inside. Sitting back, I watched her finish her turn and applauded. Pooja smiled and steadied herself on the heels. She was dreamy and with her heels on, her ass jutted out just right. "Could you do me a favor?" I asked her, I was emboldened by her exhibitionism. "What?" she asked and smiled as she used her hands to smooth out her short skirt. "Could you dance to that song you have playing in your head?" I exclaimed. Pooja thought for a moment and then realized I had caught on to her little dance and giggled."Oh CB, you know the dance programme we see on TV? So me and some of my friends thought of doing it for fun." I wasn't in mood to listen instead I asked her to continue dancing. She started the dance again and laughed. The sight of a pretty girl is intoxicating but the sight of a pretty girl dancing and dancing well is an unbelievable turn on. Pooja had the moves and my cock went from half-mast to full-mast immediately. Her young body moved with grace and her lovely tits bounced to the tune she was humming. "I like it," I lied; I really loved it. I smiled at her and asked ...