Now I saw her spread legs, and even in the shadow of the streetlamps I could see the darkness between her legs was thick curls."I've seen you around,"...she said. "You're giving me a good look." You're something special," I said."You like black girls?" I like you," I said.She laughed again and said, "I have noticed that. You look at me pretty hard. Are you hard now?"She nodded towards my groin, where my cock was stiff and trapped in my pants."Yeah, I am," I said."Why don't you show me then? Take. It wasn't much but I thought it was a pretty amazing place.The shower was almost always cold because the water heater didn't work that well. So I took quick showers. There wasn't a washer or dryer so, I had to take my clothes to a laundry mat....that also was owned by Mr. Peterson. He also owned the only car wash in town too. I soon discovered that living on my own was very tough on minimum wage. I cut meals out to save money and started walking to work and school instead of driving to save gas. Its just unfair you guys have to have four seasons all of which is more than 3 letter word and doesn’t sound dreary ad our weather here.’ I had to smile. She was so sweet to apologise when I wasn’t expecting her to reply to all of my messages, and certainly not at the time at her side of the globe. And I thought it was a little funny how she mentioned snow. I wondered how many people outside my country really knew what winter’s like here. Last time I saw decent snow had been years ago. ‘Don´t. She has a way of making it firmly soft. I don't know how else to describe it. It molds to my cock yet bathes it with softness. I feel her tongue loving my cock whenever she takes it in her mouth. And her mouth is so warm. It feels like coming home. Done with my balls, she lifted up and took me back in her mouth, using her magic tongue to bring me almost there.She released me from her mouth and got up on her knees. She pulled her nightgown up to her waist and walked on her knees until her legs.