" Tell me what you want." I want you to fuck me." With what?" With you big, hard, black cock!" Are you my white whore?" Matt asked " Are you mine now?...Tell me." Yes, yes, I am all yours, I am your whore, please fuck me, fuck me now! I want your black cock in me! Take me." Ok, but don't say I didn't warn you, once you get a taste of big, black cock you will want nothing else. I am going to fuck you good and hard bitch."Matt pushed up off Kim, took one of her calves in each hand and pressed them. . I hear the creak of the stairs as someone heads down. I know it must be him, as he attempts to be quiet but he doesn't yet know the secrets of the house, and which steps to avoid. I pause in my rubbing, knowing that I will cum in seconds if I continue. I keep my hand holding my panties to the side, listening and anticipating each step, wondering if he will come all the way down here or stop in kitchen and go back to bed. His feet come into view first, as he continues down the step. It takes. "I helped her with his sleeping bag, draping it over him, including his face.We got our own bags and spread them out in our alcove. We zipped down one side, across the bottom and a couple of feet up, leaving an opening for us to get in when we were ready. It was mid afternoon and was still light enough to see. I put the radio-light outside to get some sun while Bev started the water going for more coffee. We took our cups back to our alcove and sat on the sleeping bags."Did you go through this. He probably sensed it was more than just sex for her and that’s why he waited in the bathroom until she was completely dressed and ready to leave.She had tried to sound casual about it. Clearly it meant more to her than it did to him. So, when he barely spoke to her once he did come out of the bathroom, she thought it was best to just hurry out quickly so he wouldn’t see the disappointment on her face. How could she have misread his passionate kissing and the way he touched her? It was.