I pulled her legs and entered my long tool in her hot pussy and was fucking her hard. She tried to get hold my bump and was pushing me hard deep insid.... I pulled her legs and kept it on my shoulders. It gave me a deep penetration inside her. She was crying in amazing pain of being fucked with the man she ditched in college. She was asking me to go slow as I was fucking her hard and fast and deeper and deeper. I was about to come and my penis became rock hard she opened her mouth and shouted . I. Dad left the family farm to both of us. We’re partners.”“I see.”“Neither one of us ever met a suitable spouse, so, we have stayed single.”“Different strokes for different folks,” I commented.He chuckled. “When we were growing up, Clara was quite a handful. Our folks were so worried that all her fucking around would get her pregnant, they took her to the doctor for birth control. He noticed that their was something different about her women's parts. He sent her to a gynaecologist. He found that. I winked and told him,’Jerome,I ONLY date black men .’He took a step towards me so I held up my hand and said,’Hold on a second.I have to be honest with you.’ He said with the deepest sincerity,’Sure Sheila,we don’t want to start anything with a lie.’I came right out and told him,’I’m a man.’That backed him up two steps as I continued,’But that doesn’t mean we can’t be friends and neighbors.’ ‘Wow’,he said, shaking his head,’you sure could have fooled me’. ‘Maybe a drink will help you get over. “Beals?” Mr. Duchose inquired, “I would like to visit abookstore today where I can find a somewhat special kindof literature, related to, uh, well, actually, spanking.You know, stories about spankings, drawings, childhoodexperiences, that sort of thing. It interests me.”“Oh, I am sorry sir,” said Beals. “We don’t have any ofthat here for you.”“How odd,” said Mr. Duchose. “Nothing? There must besome such place, even here..