The man walked up to the house and knocked on the door. Mona answered.“Hey, Chad,” the group home proprietor greeted the man she knew well.“Hi, ...ona! This is Cortez,” the white man said.“Hello, Cortez! Welcome!”“Hey,” the husky, brown-skinned dude chimed in dryly.“I’m glad you’re here,” the woman with the pulled up Afro puff pony.“Thanks!”The probation officer handed off his parolee to Mona.Mona showed Cortez the house. They walked up the stairs. “Up here is where you’ll sleep. There’s a loft. I turned around and there stood a girl."Sorry I startled you," she said."That's okay," I replied. "I was just hoping the rain would stop," Iwent on."Me too," she answered. "My name is Robin and I live right there," shesaid pointing toward the apartment across from our own."Uh, I'm Bobby, your new here," I said."Do you want to come to my home and play?" she asked."Sure," I replied thinking at least I had someone to play with even ifit was a girl. I followed her into her apartment."Mom," she. The lube was thick. Not quite like Vaseline but it required her to rub it over every inch to make sure I was entirely covered. She inspected her handy work for a moment before rolling over and presenting me with her cute little bottom again. Reaching under her hips with both hands she undid her jeans and shimmied them down to the top of her legs, exposing her taut little ass. It was beautiful. The base of her spine disappeared into her two soft unblemished mounds. The line that separated them. Missy was about to cum. That set off my own spasm moving even quicker inside me. I felt my pussy begin to wrap harder around Brantley’s thick cock buried deep inside me. My body began to get warmer and I began to feel the tingle trying to explode. I tried not to let it show, but I could tell Brantley knew he was bringing my orgasm forth. He started to thrust harder inside me because he felt my pink elastic walls grip his long thickness even more.“Oh, oohh, ooohhh, God, oh God,” Brantley and I.