Each thrust was met with a little gasp. After a minute, my thighs were pressed up against her ass. I leaned forward and unclasped her bra. She shrugge... it from her shoulders, and then tossed it across the room. Now free, I grabbed both breasts as I continued to move inside of her. They weren't too large, but they were definitely more than a handful each. I squeezed them as I began to pick up my pace. "Oh my God!" Kriti cried out loudly as I slapped her ass and pumped my cock into her. I could. I came along after she’d been fostering for about five years, and I stayed.She told me that I was quiet and reserved, some would say introverted, as a young child and did not smile or make friends easily. She said I scowled at prospective adoptive parents, and would not talk to them. I remember this: I had made up my mind that I wanted to stay with my ‘Mum’. I got my way!Craig arrived when I was ten and Craig was eight. He had suffered terrible physical abuse by the time he arrived at our. With his dick in my mouth, I came, uncontrollably shooting loads that hit his shin, foot, and the floor. He pulled my head off of his cock and my body jerked from the last of the orgasm."Did you just cum..." he asked, "from sucking my dick?" Do I really have to answer that?" I said, feeling embarrassed and ashamed about the whole situation."Yes," he said, "Tell me how sucking this big black dick made you nut." He was using my shorts to wipe up my cum.I hesitated."C'mon white boy, just speak the. The fact that it wasn't my husband ravaging me but a hot hung eager young guy doing all these dirty sexual things that I was fantasizing about day after day,over and over again, to me was a real turn on and made me want to try more and more different things I was fantasizing about.I brought him back home a few more times after that. After a few times hooking up with and doing this with complete strangers it made me become more willing to just go along with what ever the guy or guy's were.