His left hand reaching and gripping my shoulder. I turned to look back, and without hesitation, used my right hand to pull my cheeks apart. I had comp...etely accepted what was happening and needed to make it as easy as possible for this gorgeous black guy to make me into a bitch.I watched as best I could as I finally felt that lovely purple head pressed against my tight, virgin anus. I continued spreading my cheeks, and with some gentle force, my hole gave in and he began working his way in. Our. .." Honestly, I don't know what to do with you sometimes. I think it's asafe bet that every man around here already knows all about your wardrobeand I'll bet that more than a few of them would trade places with you ina heartbeat. Now enough talking I said we're going now so get your shoeson and let's go. I don't want to hear anymore of your whining. Don't makeme go and get my hairbrush because if I do you won't be sittingcomfortably for a few days!"I sat and pulled on my shoes with shaking. She told me that she has left dancing after marriage. She wants to do this but her husband will not allow her to do this. Her husband is opposite to her mentality and very straight person. I gave her a proposal to dance here. She accepted the proposal but she told me that she will not do dance in front of my mom I told her yes. From that day we became friend. Every day she was coming to my home watch dance and to do dance. One day she offered me to do duet dance with her. I accepted her. "Huh?" I thought to myself. "Who was that?"I parked my bike next to the garage and looked at the pool. It was totally fucked. There was algae everywhere, and the sides were separated in several places. A woman's voice called from the patio to my right. "Good Afternoon Duncan" she said in a sexy low voice that flowed like whiskey. It was deeper than I was used to, and shocking when I saw the woman it came from."Mrs. Glasden?" I asked.The woman nodded, coming forward to unlock the gate. I watched.