As time went on, she finally was able to move out on her own, and I guess you could say that I breathed a sigh of relief. And maybe…somewhere down t...he road a bit, there would be a chance for me to become a greater part of her life. Now up to this point, I have dwelled upon some of the lighter parts of her personality, yet there is just something about her that, well, exudes sensuality. Still to this moment in time it is hard to place my finger on it. Is it just some innate force that some women. I said to her, "Tell me how you want Dave to fuck you!" Seconds later she cried out, "Yes!" "Yes what!" I said back to her. She no longer could take it as she cried out, "I want him to fuck me! Oh god! Oh god!" I rammed a second finger up into her soaked pussy as she began to cry out into orgasm seconds later. When she was done cumming I showed her how cum covered my two fingers were as she admitted that Dave had gotten her worked up. I knew at that point it was just a question of time before. And maybe I should go with it like you suggest,” Jill replied, the quiver in her voice revealing her uncertainty.“That’s the spirit, live a little, Jill, honey. Now that the kids have grown up and left home, let your hair down and have a little fun. Stop worrying so much and live a little, I’m sure it’ll all be okay in the end,” her friend reassured her.As the conversation moved on to other topics, with plenty more laughter and another glass of wine, even in my half-drunk state I couldn’t help. One of them lived there. I don’t even remember their names so I guess I will call them Black and Blacker. It was Blacker’s apartment. Blacker took Brenda to his bedroom, while Black and I hit the couch. I had no interest in pretending to have foreplay, or kissing etc. I wanted his black hands all over my body while his thick, black shaft penetrated my eager slit. I stripped down naked, rolled over and arched my back for easy entry. Black crawled on top of me and stuck his hard black cock into.