Sherry then turned to face Paul and stuck her ass to me. I quickly pushed my cock into her wet cunt and slow fucked her myself for a minute and then d...ained my balls deep inside her. Sherry made us breakfast and Paul dressed and headed home. Sherry was horny as hell and we fucked several more times that day.A few days later I came home to find Sherry in the kitchen. She was all over me which was not like her. She had on a skirt which I lifted and stuck my cock into her wet cunt. I knew that. She wore a gold ladies Rolex and diamond ear studs. A matching diamond pendant nestled between the tasteful amount of cleavage peaking out of her cream colored, silk blouse. Her entire appearance was one of class and grace."I'm very happy to meet you Valerie," she looked vaguely familiar but hecouldn't place her. "Can I buy you a drink?" Yes, but just a white wine, thank you." Oscar signaled to the waitress who brought Valerie a glass of wine and refilled Oscar's coffee."Oscar, how would you. She was – for all our childhood – stronger than me, and I only ever got the better of her by trickery. No matter how many arguments we had, though, we remained friends.When we got old enough and had to go to school – at five, no nursery school for us in those days – we were isolated from the other kids in some way. Partly it was that we were so close, but partly it was the attitude of the other kids to Katy. I heard, but didn't understand, the word 'nigger'. Early on, one playtime, we somehow. The drunken patrons provided easy pickings, allowing Vilmar to fill his pockets with coin. The weary bartender was not fully attentive of his duties as he relaxed after the early rush, and coins vanished from his till as well. After less than half an hour, Vilmar had enough to hire his pleasure for the evening with some to spare.With a smug smirk decorating his invisible face, Vilmar made his way back toward the stairs. He stopped short and raised his azalea bush eyebrows when he saw a nude man.