"That's not what I said," she whined."Yeah, the life you're living with me can't go on one single minute. But there's a new one waiting outside the do...r and it's time for you to begin it," I said."It's just something I want to try," she said sadly. "I want to live and experience things." You found a new world and you want to taste it," I said smiling. And she nodded."But that world can turn cold and you'd better face it." Ted you don't understand," she said. "This isn't permanent. It's just...". So for that I apologize. Now, I’d like to say something about myself, if that’s OK with you.” I had sat down on my desk-chair and only nodded. He continued, “I like sex, everything about it. I mean I like it a lot, probably too much. I can never have enough. When I met you and had the feeling you were gay my sex gauge went up. When you confirmed that you were I thought I had hit the jackpot. Since that day I had been thinking about how and when I could get you in my bed. I know you’re. Anita is black and I'm white.Anita had a sweet, round ass that attracted my notice (and all the other guys) and cantaloupe tits that stood out proudly in her clingy outfits. Anita didn't dress slutty; she was no-nonsense and didn't take crap from nobody and especially not guys hitting on her while trying to perform her tasks. I'd hoped one day to be close to her.Anyhow back to that scrumptious 5' 2" body with Jamaican features and dark cocoa skin and wow did those luscious lips look good and. “Oh you sweet boy! That’s perfectly okay. But you’re still hard, yes? You still feel hard to me. And yes, now that you mention it, I do seem to feel my vagina rather full and warm. And it’s dripping down the crack in my ass, too. God, you must have dumped a pint of it inside me. Yummy. Don’t worry about ejaculating so fast, Neal, I’m sure you got lots more to give me. Tell me, how often do you masturbate?” I struggled to catch my breath, and got up on my elbows to take some of my weight off.