Pressing her lips to his, Addie gave Amos the deepest, most heated kiss of her life before taking a step back to look at him again. A groan escaped hi... lips as she stepped away and he wrapped his arms around her waist, palms open on her shapely, denim clad rear.She smiled up at him, biting her lower lip as he pulled her closer to his body. "Could a little girl kiss a man like that?" he asked softly, nibbling at her throat. "Because I don't think she could..."Addie smiled into his shoulder,. She went very slowly, at first only a half-inch but then as we approached a full inch I felt her barrier. She was very wet, her juices literally streaming down my cock. She stopped and pulled back a little bit. Then she leaned down and as she kissed me she pushed down hard and I broke through her cherry as she impaled herself all the way on me.I think she even surprised herself as she screamed into my mouth. She held still and hugged me very tightly for a few minutes but then ever so slowly she. She turned herfocus back to my penis, grabbed the base with her right hand, and gentlyapplied pressure as she wrung what was left in me up and out. A mediumsized dab of cum appeared at the tip and she pounced on it, taking everylast drop I had to offer. I now notice that at some point my hand hadfound its place on the back of her neck, she was on her knees hunchedover me.She removed her gaze from my dick, now convinced that she had gotten itall and looked at me and in the sweetest voice ever. "Oh, Allah, please forgive me!" pleaded Fahima. The doorbell rang snapping Fahima out of her daze. She went downstairs with a big broad smile plastered across her face. She knew who it was and had been waiting for him all morning. "Hello, Donte," she smiled as she greeted the big black man at her doorway."Hey, Fahima, how are you you?" Donte smiled back weakly. Fahima could sense something was up. She had known Donte for 6 years now after Ali had hired him, as a handyman, to fix the roof for.