Damn that woman could fuck!I commented that she was either brave or foolish to be here with me, a man she hadn’t met before.“I’m neither. I can ...��read’ men very well which helps me a lot in bed. I’d noticed your sustained interest in me so I checked you out with the host who was one of the last men I screwed. He vouched for you so I gave you the opportunity to talk with me. And the rest is history, as they say.”“So you picked ME up, instead of the other way around?”“You might say that ... I also. Tell me what I need to do for you to not hate me." I said with tears and snot all over my face. "I don't, I don't hate you Brian." She said. I ran to her and hugged her. She tried not to hug me back but I begin to tell her "I promise to never make you upset again." She then put her hands on my shoulders and allowed them to fall down my back as she embraced me back. "It's okay, everything is gonna be alright." She whispered. I had begin to stop crying and was trying to rub the tears and snot off. She pressed down until he was entirely in her, her lips stretched and jaws wide apart. His taste and scent fueled her passion. With her hand cupping his sack and squeezing lightly she worked her tongue moving her mouth up and down his stiff member.Feeling the sensations deep within her womb, her clitoris hardened, she felt another orgasm course through her body. She moaned in a throaty voice "I need you in me."Pulling him over her, with one hand Kay guided his throbbing young black dick to her. It did not take long before I felt the buildup to the start of an orgasm. I told Stan to slow down because I was about to cum but he stroked a few times too many and I said “Too late” as the orgasm started. Stan continued to stroke my cock through the orgasm and into the highly sensitive state. I had to push his hand away. I asked Stan if he needed a towel to wipe my cum from his hand but he said no need as he proceeded to lick my cum from his palm and fingers. My cock was still hard as a.