She was a vegetarian, and tried to live self-sufficiently. She had no TV, so afternoons and evenings were spent talking, reading, listening to Mahler,...Shostakovich, Robert Johnson, Miles Davis or Thelonious Monk. Often she would play the piano, or take to her easel to paint birds, flowers or animals.I would do some chores in the morning, in the garden, picking fruit, or feeding the animals, before heading off to the beach, for an hour or two. On the night I returned with my load of grass ticks,. From his profile, he said he was of mixed race, around my height, older, and a little on the chunky side and that we were in the same town. Well, being that he lived close by, someone I considered attractive, and me being real horny I said yes. So he gave me directions and we agreed on a time. I got to his place and when I saw him he looked more black than mixed but since I am attracted to black men that made it so much better. The rest of his profile was accurate. We said our hello's and then. Main bhi bed per baith gaya aur us ki kamiz ooper utha di or us ki salwar ko nichay karnay laga to wo achanak boli “nahi ooper hi se malish karo” maine socha chalo ooper hi se theek hay is ki ass cheeks ko to hath laga loon ga laikin phir maine kaha “baji ooper se to oil se malish nahi ho gi laikin main daba deta hoon” wo kuch na boli aur maine dabana shurro kar dia wah! Itni naram aur soft gaand thi us ki aur wo bhi bahut bari, mujhay to bara maza aaya. Wo bhi aahista se moan kernay lagi.. My mouth is slurping at you now as I’m enjoying the new attention I’m getting. My legs are spreading themselves wider in the hope, that it will encourage you to play with my pussy it doesn’t work, you begin squeezing my breasts, it hurts actually but I won’t complain. It’s time for a change and you move down the bed towards my open legs, I try to spread them wider as if daring you. At last your hands are on me where I want them, you spread my hairless pussy lips open and peer into my soaked.