I pushed all the way into him. My hips nested nicely against his ass. I held his hips, withdrew and pushed again, then again and again. With each push...I felt his cum being squeezed out of my well-fucked ass. I felt his cum running down my thigh and remembered how it had gotten there. I thrust harder and faster, pushing into him as deep as I could. I could hear him cooing and gasping and watched his hands claw at the sheets. I was back in my utopia. My total existence consisted of his hot ass. He looked worried at the moment as he could get into series trouble if he put Alice at risk, and the truck would bounce through many ruts before getting back to the warehouse."Help me down." That her words were peremptory and sharp did not cross her mind. She had spent 12 years telling Africans what to do, though she could just as easily play 'mother' and serve them tea and cakes in her beloved Pavilion.As Alice scrambled across the coffee bags Ashanta struggled to keep his facial muscles under. From her sounds, it had still been very enjoyable for her, and he would make sure she got off at least once. After he could breath again, that is.When he started to pull out, she went into action. Jumping to her feet, she held one hand over her pussy and used the other to lead him toward the bathroom. Without turning on the shower, she stepped into the tub and took off her shoes and bra. Still a little dazed, he was just standing there, and she helped him out of the shirt he still wore before. I did as she asked, she inserted a finger inside my as hole which I liked so much.And she later began to squirm and shake even more ... soon after I had my orgasm. Soon after I stopped fucking Tara.As we again lay together kissing she said “I love fucking with you and came twice, Mich you are my new lover. I have lots more to teach you and since you and I love Pink, I will always wear the scarf.”“Tara, you look great all the time but your best while you cum”.We lay next to each other “Mich you.