She had on a very short sexy pink mini shirt. I become aroused the moment I saw her. I just had to meet her. I was barely able to speak to her. I was ...o overcome by her sheer beauty. I finally couldn't take it anymore. I had to have her. I was desperately trying to work up the courage to ask her. I was so scared that she would say no. We had only known each other for a few weeks, but she seemed to really like me. I finally asked her if I could do her right there in the park and she say yes! I. He'd said, "Oh my God, I love you!" like ten times in a row. Both Dana and Jen agreed that didn't count as a true "I love you."Jen knew she loved him, but she was petrified of him saying nothing after she told him so, or of him saying, "I don't know if I love you."But she didn't want him to say it if he didn't mean it, or immediately jump into bed with him as soon as he did. She knew he'd probably think she was easy if she did that. Hell, she would be easy, she thought. His friends sometimes. Then.. things got even more exciting…..She taught me how to enjoy physical contact long before I got laid the first time. After the first year or so, I got so curious about what else could be done for pleasure. One night when I had a real wet dream as little boys have .. I woke up and made my way through the dark house downstairs to her room where I had been quite a few times, but only during the day, she slept with her two daughters in the same room. That night, one of her daughters was. “That was amazing.”Brutus hovered over her, grasping her slender pale arms with his bulbous muscular Black weapons which dwarfed each arm like the shadow of an aircraft carrier.He slid his almost flaccid 6 incher back into her. She gasped. She knew he couldn’t keep this up forever. Even a Black man. Even a studly manly 6 foot 7 Black Man with a 12 inch cock.Brutus felt his weapon of mass destruction grow a little bit again inside her pussy, easing gently in again, he felt one more tiny.