1. Sammie the Librarian


    Date: 4/11/2016, Categories: Interracial Sex, Author: wherethewhitewomenat, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I came from a very difficult f****y when I was younger, my parents were always arguing and even though they did stay together and tried their best you could see the cracks. But every now and then you would get a calm period where they were both in a good mood and you had to make the most of it, so I would just sit there and read whatever I could find and relish the silence. This habit has stayed with me for all of my life, and if I had to guess how many books I've actually read it would have to reach into maybe 2000+ over 19 years (I started when I was 6), and one thing I loved the most was to visit my local library which I frequented quite often. I'd become pretty good friends with the people who worked there and knew them all on a first name basis. There was Cheryl, she was about 47 and wore those crescent shaped glasses that had the strings attached to them, she was quite a portly woman, Anthony (I called him Ant) who was maybe in his mid 30s, honestly he was quite a strange guy, friendly enough but not the sharpest tool in the shed and was only given the less complicated jobs, and Samantha, who I affectionately called Sammie. Sammie was quite a short girl, maybe about 5'5 to my 5'11, her body was very slender and delicate but she had a surprisingly large bust on her (for her size anyway). She was Asian but had been living in England all her life so she spoke English fluently and has an English accent. Her hair was about medium length and jet black which she wore in a ...
    bob, her eyes a stunning hazel brown, her lips a pale pink, and her skin was a very faint shade of olive. I'll admit it, I fancied the pants off of this girl. She was perfect, nice looks, very welcoming personality, a bit shy and reserved which is something I find very attractive, and was quite an intellectual. I'd often find myself having a little debate with her about a book we've both read. Unfortunately for a long time we just remained associates and would only ever see each other when I went to the library, and due to my work load this was becoming a less frequent thing which deeply saddened me, until one day I bump into her in the shops, I've just popped in for some essentials and scratch cards but she's coming out of the shop with a lot of bags. I sense an opportunity to spend some time with her so I offer to carry some of the load, and she gladly accepts my help. It's not a very long walk to her flat, we enter and I put down the shopping in her kitchen which I notice is completely spotless, everything is neat and organised and I'm really impressed with how fresh the place smells. Unfortunately I have a lot of work to get done by tomorrow so I have to bitterly reject her invitation for coffee, and as I'm exiting the door she says "Thank you so much for that, just carrying those few bags made a world of difference!", she then reaches up and gives me a peck on my cheek. I can feel myself turning red and blushing and there's a strange sensation in my stomach, all signs ...
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