Rain falls heavily on the ground and the light from the dim streetlights illuminate the silhouette of a woman fumbling with her keys while she tries t... keep dry. Her umbrella bobs up and down as she finds the right key and locks up her business for the day. The woman sighs in exhaustion as she heads down the dimly lit street and back home.Joyce was tired after a long day of waiting tables at the diner, but she knew better than to lower her guard when walking the streets of Circovia at night.. Stay until the end of the week then go back to your loved once.The next couple of days I did some DIY jobs around Mrs Watson’s property. They were minor things, but it helped me to keep my mind away from other things. In the evening I would have a meal with Mrs Watson, then enjoy her company with a bottle of beer on her porch, just sitting there in the quiet of the night just looking up at the stars. “Are you ready to go home, George,” She said.“Tomorrow afternoon Mrs Watson,” I said.I got up. But he looked over at me and told me I was making good progress and playfully tapped and rubbed my chest. I was flattered but I told him I’ve got a long way to go before I could look like him. So I gave his bulging chest a rub. Then moved to his massive arms. I could definitely see why the ladies were drawn to him.I decided to push a little to see what might happen. We were both pretty drunk, so why the hell not?I told him his body was my goal body and I keep a mental picture as my goal. Never. He understood that Pauline was reserved and a lady and tookpride in her morals and values, so he was gentle, slow and respectfulwith her. He also knew that all women got to a point in their sexualexperience where they would submit completely to a real man. Devinworked her to that point.Pauline was now enjoying the best sex of her life and Devin knew it."Does this feel ok to you Pauline?" Oh God yes it feels wonderful, truly wonderful." Would you say Black cock feels better than little white.