As round as a pop can, this is what caught my attention. We chatted for about a week then I decided to go for it, I told Deon to meet me at this shitt...y little motel just outside of town, I took the day off drove out checked into a room then waited for Dion to text me. I felt like a dirty slut waiting to get my first Black Cock in this Shitty Motel Room, after about 1/2 hour Dion text me to say he was parked in front, I text him the room number back, I was trembling in anticipation waiting then. She didn’t want to put them on before leaving, in order to not raise suspicion. She zoomed out the door and down the elevator. Her father texted that he was sending a car. Good, she replied. She didn’t want to use the “Little Miss” driver for this...In the car, she gave the driver a bit of a thrill as she squirmed out of her shorts and top and into her dress and heels. She put on a bit of makeup and put her hair up to make herself look older. When the driver let her out of the car in front of. I pulled my glistening brown cock out of her and set up a couple of pillows for her to lean on. I helped her remove her ripped blouse and bra, and pulled her skirt and panties off. I left her stockings on. I had her bend over the pillows in the doggystyle and started fucking her from behind. I started to fuck her slow, getting a feel her rhythm and to see how her pussy liked to be fucked. I picked up the pace as she started to get more into it. Her breathing started to get heavy again and after. "We lived in the Swiss alps in a secure plex. Most of our neighbours were, like in their sixties. There was no-one near my age, let alone any hot guys." Maybe you'd have more success among these Bakhunins? No doubt, there'll be 'hot guys' aplenty." You think?" she grinned. "Wouldn't I have to learn to ride a horse?" Probably," he shrugged. "That's the preferred mode of transport in those parts, but, they do have cars and such." Good, sounds civilised." Look, I don't know where you people get.