Shelli was a bleached blonde, about five foot two, tan and fit, with still firm c-cup tits, and a nice tight ass that she showed off in a pair of tigh..., low cut jeans. He could tell her tits were still firm, because she came over with no bra, wearing a spaghetti strap top that clung nicely to her tits. He opened a bottle of wine, and soon after dinner, after the second bottle was opened, he found himself kissing Shelli, and fondling those nice firm titties. She was delighted, and happy to be. He discovered his talent for swimming during one summer in Cape Cod, Massachusetts. Anyhow, that was a long time ago. After a fiasco with a white chick named Natalie O’Shea and her racist cop of a dad, Sebastien’s father sent him to Haiti to protect him and teach him a thing or two about character. The young Haitian-American felt bored during his first few months in the City of Cap-Haitien, North Haiti. Things only got livelier twenty four hours ago, when a Black Amazon with an amazing ass. . and she had done this a few million times before. I was feelin' her tonsils within seconds. Nobody was more surprised than me when Little Charlie started growin' bigger, then Biker Chick backed off and looked at me."Wanna test drive me? My pussy, or how about my ass? I like that alright." What's your name, Sweet Thang?" I asked her and found out she was called Charlotte. "Well, Charlotte, let's see if your ass lives up to it's billin'."She turned around and looked back over her shoulder.. “Do you have anything besides your toy with you, honey?”“Just my eight inch vibrator. I love talking to you, God you make me so damn hot!”I had my toy lying beside me on the bed I reach for it, turn it on, and ease it between my pussy lips and against my clit. I was about to tell Dave what is going on when he spoke.“Do you have anything large to shove in your cunt? Like a beer bottle.”By then I was gasping in delight as my toy buzzed against my clit. Now this was intriguing, I’ve used large.