It went absolutely rigid. Indian Sex But can you smile and be more sexy” (I don’t know if the “bon” was just a turn of phrase or an expression of approval of my dimensional attributes. Then perhaps sensing my embarrassment she turned her back while I undressed. “That’s me – Juliette” she said
She invited me in, and there I was. Then I thought “What the heck!” I rang the bell and announced myself in the speakerphone “J’arrive” came the reply. It was quite bizarre sitting there with nothing on, and drinking coffee and chatting as if it was the most normal thing in the world. In addition she had taken some detailed close-ups of my penis and my bottom which I hadn’t known about. How much more embarrassing could it get. Me trying to smile, but too self conscious about the size of my penis! Now that it was the centre of attention, attention was what it was starting to stand to.
