"Lori, I never thought I would have to tell you this. I didn't think you would get the curse. I mean you’re so bad at relationships... I figured it ...kipped a generation.”“What?”“I guess I should have told you, but when I was about your age my grandmother told me.”“Told you what, mom?” Lori yelled as panic took over.“Well, it’s a curse that's has cursed the women in our family for as long as we can trace back but sometimes it skips a generation."“Okay, that’s enough, you’ve had your fun.”“Lori,. She leaned forward and locked eyes with me as she gently pumped in and out, working a rhythm. The pressure eased and it felt even better. She leaned in and kissed my neck and gently d**g her teeth across my neck as she kept on going. It was such an exhilarating feeling! Something I never thought I’d find myself doing…After several moments of her gentle back and forth movements she started to thrust fully, a little harder. I felt my erection growing again and knew I was getting ready to cum…I. I pull out and groaning, blow my cum all over her black ass and lower back, the white seed glaring brightly on her dark skin in the dim light. Flicking the last few drops from my tip, I pull my pants up and admire my painting while putting on my belt. With a firm hand slap to her cum covered left ass cheek, I pick up my cane and tell her “well done Hanna, see you again in the morning.” I leave her there, leaning over the hay bale with her clothes and hair disheveled, cum dripping down her ass,. “I told Him that first, you had drained him nearly dry, and second, poor Steve still doesn’t quite know how it’s done. He said he was sure he could figure it out, and as for being drained, lying next to your softness and smelling the incredible fragrance of your body, it would restore life to a guy who has been dead for a month! He thinks you’re really neat!”Barbara’s eyes were as wide as saucers. Pointing upward she stammered, “He? You mean... ?” She just pointed straight up.Nodding her head.