The paint was pretty shot, but the big wrap-around porch was only sagging in a few places.We all piled out of the car and started wandering. Rusty par...ts of old tractors were half buried here and there, but on the whole the place was kind of pleasant. It was very quiet--you could hear a nuthatch going "quick-quick" in a huge old maple tree not far from the house, and now and then a little breeze made the grass rustle. The sun shone, the air smelled fresh. It had been cool that morning, but it. Now the previously cowed Richard had a little haughty expression… not quite arrogant, almost a sort of sweet amazement at his own power mixed with the face-flushing joy of his still mounting orgasm. Kindly he aimed the remainder of his many shots, perhaps fourteen in all at my tits, ab-ripped tummy, and thighs, bathing my whole lower body in sheet after thick sheet of virile spunk, hand pumping just beneath the head to wring out the last thick nugget of cum, the little hunk falling with a wet. She separated our lips and giggled. Then pushed me away saying, “Enough for today.”She then ran to her house and then turned back and smiled at me again. As soon as I reached my apartment I had to let free my hard rod. It was so hard and throbbing. I had jerked off twice just imagining her ample breasts grinding my dick between them.The next day was pretty good the eagerness to meet her made me hard frequently.she was waiting for me at the library at the exact same table. I sat opposite her and. As I beat my dicklit I came again, this time I call out… “fuck me harder nigger use this white crackers ass, castrate me Roen “CASTRATE ME NOW!” It was a dry orgasm this time as my tiny nuts where drained dry, when I came off my sex high I wanted to call my ex-wife to see if she would do it to me, but decided to first see if I could find any black men to service my pussy ass, it would be my first Ho=Mo expertise ever. Well as some of you white guy may know, it turns out its a lot easier then.