“What are you thinking?” she said. “Thinking?” he said. “There’s really not much thinking going on at the moment. What do you think about ...n the… in the afterglow of a good orgasm?” “Hmm. I’m usually thinking what it felt like to experience what I just felt. Sort of a meta-reflection.” “Well, I’m no different.” “I don’t believe that,” she said. “I’ve had a bit of experience, you know. Men are usually already working on their exit strategy before the last bit of semen has been ceremoniously. When Friday night arrived, I found myself getting hard as I drove to her place. I couldn’t help but squeeze my erection, I could feel pre cum leaking from my tip already, in anticipation.Caroline met me at her door wearing only a towel. In her adorable broken English she said, “Hi, come in. I am still getting ready.” I loved her cute little accent. Caroline then turned and walked back to her bathroom, dropping her towel as she walked. I stood in the doorway and watched. Her cute little brown. Moments later still in the same position. The girl came in. I couldnt see her but i heard her footsteps. She got in front of the table i was forced on and climbed on. She sat directly in my face with her legs wide open and her dress pulled to her waist. I looked at her black pussy. It was so amazing looking inside her body as juices started to leak out her pinkish-brown bald cunt. Antwans dick then forced its way into my tight pussyhole. As i finally moaned in pleasure as his large cock spread. How she had desperately tried to changed and dedicated her life to make sure other women didn't make her mistake.That she even changed her name to try to make her a better person. How she was sorry that she ruined his life. Could he please forgive her? Please! How once she realized how much she hurt him and how selfish was, she wanted to take her own life, and even tried quite a few times. Could he please somehow forgive her!It was hard to follow all of what she said because she kept saying it.