By this point my cock was very hard and I wanted to feel the pussy of Shruthi aunty around my cock. So I pushed aunty on her back and I positioned mys...elf over her and lowered myself down on top of her. Shruthi aunty held my cock in her hand and guided it into her pussy. My cock slid in easily because of all the lubrication. I loved the warmth of her pussy that wrapped around my cock.When I was completely inside her she said “Fuck me baby. I want you now”I smiled at Shruthi aunty and I started. “Ugh, talk about stupid! Pussy is pussy! It stretches, sure, and it retracts. Only dunces with insane purity and virginity obsessions think that it should always be that tight! But you know that, of course! How much did Raymond really care that you weren’t an extra tight virgin ... okay, okay, bad example, given that he was gay back then, but still ... you get the idea. How much do you think that I cared? How much did those men fucking you today care? Most sane men, not the morons who inhabited. In a few weeks, I will be leaving the City of Champions for the unknown lands of Canada. I’ve got family in Ottawa and they tell me that there are tons of opportunities for people of color in that country. Judging by how well my Canadian relatives are doing, I’d have to agree. Still, there’s a part of me that will always miss Brockton. A city of one hundred thousand people, fifty two percent of whom are of African-American, Haitian, Cape Verdean, Asian, Hispanic and Middle-Eastern descent. A. With his free hand, Rob reached over and moved a lock of golden blonde hair, gently tucking it behind her ear, framing her peacefully sleeping face, the corners of his mouth twitched upwards as he saw she was sleeping with a relaxed, satisfied smile.He tilted his head, just content to watch her sleeping, a warm glow spread through Rob as he realised he was almost painfully erect.Just as he realised as such, the body next to him stirred, she moved slightly, scratched her shoulder, then moved her.