All I could see were those bright white teeth showing at me through that wonderful smile while those green eyes twinkled at me. WOW! I was losing it. I had just met this girl, been rude to her, got my ass chewed, and embarrassed myself in front of her with a King Kong stiffy and now I was day dreaming about her. What was the matter with me?! I lay there for almost 20 minutes dreaming about the blonde beauty lying out beside my pool when I heard the water turn on in the house. We might live in a three and a half million dollar home, but when the water gets turned on anywhere in the house this one pipe in my bathroom clanks a few times. I roused myself from my bed and stuck my head out my door and into the hall to have a listen. It sounded like there was some noise coming from the guest bedroom immediately to my right where the door was just slightly open. Lissa must be staying in that room. I opened my door and took the few steps necessary to step over to the open door. As I approached the open door the sound of the shower running in the guest bath became louder and clearer. I had not even made it to the door when it suddenly swung open and Lissa came walking out toward me wrapped in only a towel. “Oh hey,” she said abruptly as she stopped just one step into the hallway. “I don’t have any shampoo, can I borrow yours?” I couldn’t move. I mean it felt like my feet were glued to the floor and my whole body weighed thousands of pounds as I stood frozen in place while staring at her. The very noticeable smell of coconut drifted up to my nose, further hindering any rational thought process that I might have had while replacing them with visions of screwing this gorgeous girl’s brains out on some tropical beach. “David,” her voice suddenly snapped me back into the here and now of the moment. She was readjusting the tuck of her towel by her left breast and twisting her foot Indian Girls Fucking back and forth a little when she said, “it’s not polite to stare.” I was lost, disoriented, and completely unable to speak. “Um…uuhh…” was all I was able to get out before I stepped to the side and gestured toward my open bedroom door with my hand. She gave a quick look to her left before her eyes came back up to meet mine. With a little smile she said “Thanks,” before scooting off through my open door in her bare feet. ‘You fucking idiot!’ I thought to myself as I stood there in the hallway like a real dumbass. ‘What in the fuck is wrong with you? She’s just a girl. What’s the matter? Can’t you remember any fucking English?’ I was giving myself a thorough beat down when I suddenly remembered that my favorite magazine was on my bathroom counter! I’m dead, I just know it. She’s going to see that magazine on my counter top and freak out in a huge way. Said it was a breath of inspiration.” I walked up the stairs in front Indian Girls Fucking of him and never looked back. I can't believe an actual cock is in my pussy! I didn’t care. Damn dude, he thought to himself. "Well" thought Delra "so much for common sense to take over." “This woman you almost fucked… You're talking about your mother, right?” When I finally relinquished her member, it was swollen and red. Kimon said a wide smile dominating his features. I grab the inbound and race up the court, Jeremy’s wide open and I toss him the ball and it puts in a three, tying the game up once more.