She tensed up, so I stopped to give her pussy muscles time to relax. Her face was blushed red with lust as she told me to continue. I was slowly worki...g my cock back and forth in very short strokes, gradually going further each time. Finally, my cock was in her two or so inches when I felt her resistance. I told her this may hurt a bit but she just nodded for me to continue. I grabbed her tight ass cheeks harder as I pushed into her. There was a small amount of resistance when suddenly my cock. My girlfriend was in school about an hour and a half from where I was going. We took turns going to see the other. She was black and had an ass to prove it. The stereotypes were true in her case but she had a very strange personality: quirky, jaded, stark and bold. She was an awesome girl. She liked to call me “big daddy,” after we saw Django together just to mess with my head a little. The sex was alright. There was something missing from the usual grind we had. Maybe it was the distance or. Her thighs and back felt weak, and she didn’t think she could run. She finished her drink and left to go back to her cabin. When he woke up, he thought of her. When he drove, he thought of her. He masturbated to porno magazines. He could come only when he closed his eyes. He made the decision to see her. He asked the front desk at the lodge about her, if she had a phone. He groaned, she did not, but his heart gave a little leap when the owner said that she usually came to town on Tuesdays.. Whoa! I took a deep breath, eased back on the accelerator, and slowed down to a sensible speed. I didn’t want a ticket or, even worse, be involved in an accident. As it was, I got to the park early. But so did Mike. He was already there, standing beside his car. I pulled up beside him, parked and got out. We eyed each other and said, “Hi,” followed by the customary, “How are you… nice day…” and such like until Mike asked if I would be okay with leaving my truck and riding in his car to his.