I was lying wet, semi-naked on a bench in a lonely park with a guy on top of me. The rain and wind caressed my body in complete darkness.Dhruv realize... that I have had the first orgasm of the night. We looked in each other’s eyes and kissed one more time. He got up while kissing, picked me up too, sat straight on the bench, and made me sit on his lap. We kept kissing as his hands reached my back.He found the thread knot which held this poor small blouse. It didn’t take much effort to untie it.. How can I go to work like this? How would he ever explain the horns or ears or the tail to his co-workers, his supervisor or even his boss?“Yes, how would you?” he hears a voice.It startles him and his eyes darts back to the mirror. Behind him, on the bed is a shadowy figure that reminds him so much like the one from his imaginings. Could it be one and the same? He swings around to look at her.“Yes, I am the one you imagined,” the shadow says. “I am the one you have imagined each and every time. He was well over six feet tall and appeared to be just as wide. He also had the blackest skin Chrissy had ever seen. The man moved towards ChrissyHe stopped a few steps away and a huge grin spread over his face not quite a missy yet then, I got myself a boi sissy. What said Chrissy I’m not a…. her didn’t get another word out before he was silenced by the man planting his lips over Chrissy’s and worming his tongue into His mouth.. Chrissy briefly struggled before the man lifted him off his feet. ‘Lauren, please, call me David. Have a seat.’ She lowered herself to her chair and lifted her eyes to his again. He looked polite. She couldn’t afford to be embarrassed or infuriated right now, so she wasn’t. She would be charming. She opened her menu to occupy her time, but couldn’t focus on anything. She thought ‘house salad’ quickly and let the words blur before her eyes. She could get through this and she would. He watched her in silence, his eyes taking in her features, a rich olive tone.
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