I pulled his face down to me and now kissed him squarely on his mouth. He tasted good, clean, and he had a nice technique too, his lips sucking on min... for a few long seconds before opening up and taking my tongue into his mouth. We sucked and kissed each others mouth, lips, tongue, face etc while he clumsily but successfully managed to remove my T shirt. By now I too had pulled the knot of his dhoti which now lay on the floor and my hands were inside his jockey shorts, feeling the rubbery. So to speak. “It depends. On my mood. On the guy. How do you feel about it?”Shrug, “Sometimes it’s fun.”“Hmm. Never occurred to me that you liked taking it up the butt.”I sat up in bed, in Matt’s dark bedroom. He slumbered on, sleeping the sleep of the innocent. Or, at least, the not-terribly-guilty. Typical guy. Sometimes my mind churned at night, especially when I was in the middle of a case. Most especially when I was lost in the middle of a case.Something wasn’t right. Well, a lot of things. Had to sell a little pussy and suck a few dicks. Kept my self clean, but it's not a good life. Every man thinks it's a great life, but for a woman it's not. Been robbed a few times, but nerver beat up.So one afternoon I'm a little, innocent looking black girl waitint for a city bus in a bus stop shelter in Richmond, Virginia and this white guy stops his car to ask for directions. Found out pretty quickly that what he really wanted to know was if I was available. I was - gotta survive, you. "Her fingers matched my words and slid into her pussy, "Yes, tell me more..." I'd grind deep into you, fucking you hard, grinding against your clit. Then I'd slide a finger into your ass. I'd fill both your holes and feel your warmth and wetness around my cock. Can you imagine how it would feel?"I could see her fingers driving in and out of her pussy now. The panties covered her up, but the fingers were obvious as she became more and more aroused. Suddenly, they stopped moving and her breath.