I could see my coated cock moving in and out of her leaking pussy. Her smooth naked back and her hairs over her face looked quite erotic. Her legs ros...e from the bed and again fell back with each mighty stroke of mine, her dainty payals made a regular tinkling sound. Her hands full of bangles grasped the pillow tightly , so as to steady herself from my blows. The sound that could be heard in that room was my puffing, the tinkling sound of her payals and bangles and her erotic moans..ahhhhhhhhhhh. She had an assertive voice, but a kind tone behind her words, after a brief conversation she told me she needed to meet with me and told me to meet at a hotel and that she would text me the details.About 1pm I got a text...'High Brad it's Michelle, meet me at the High Grand Hotel at 2pm room 509Michelle X'About 1:55 I was at the hotel, I wore my Suit as I wanted to look smart for this meeting.When I got the the room, I knocked.When the door opened there stood a tall beautiful woman.She must of. There are two groups I always see. A group of 4-5 white guys, and another group of 4 black guys. The black guys all live on our floor and down the hall.I asked my friend about them and she said to get used to their behaviour. They'll always try to hit on any girl and pick them up, that they seem dangerous and she's seen cops arrest one of them before. I experienced first-hand what she meant as I would get hit on each time I passed by them.The first time was a bit weird. I was walking to her. The common folk loved her, of course, because she spoke the language of the streets and never pulled a punch for sake of diplomacy.Please allow me to return to my explanation for my current residence in a sheltered institution for the mentally challenged. I tend to digress when my mind is diverted by thoughts of an erotic nature and that issue seems to be happening more and more as my opportunities at secretive coupling become less frequent under constant watch night and day.I had read recently.