" And he kept cumming. Pushing her back on the bed, the man grabbed his cock and stroked it over her face, delivering another pump load of cum over ...er beautiful face and wide open mouth. Donna was drinking as much as possible. The man continued jerking on his pole and sent yet another stream onto her baby tits, completely coating them with hot sperm.Without warning he flipped Donna on her stomach, and paused briefly to gaze at her perfectly rounded black woman's ass. He spread her butt. ‘Nice to meet you, Lynette.’ He replied as he kissed my hand. ‘So what brings you to the Metro Museum?’ He asked. ‘I’m here for the Rubens exhibit. Rubens is one of my favorite painters. I work over at the Guggenheim Museum, but I don’t tell them that.’ I replied. ‘I like Rubens too. I loved that he has big women for muses in his art work and not pin thin women.’ He said. ‘Me too. His paintings make me feel really good about myself as a big woman.’ I replied. Ian then looked at my voluptuous. ”“Well,” Bill replied. “You slipped into Poker Bluffs mysteriously and you’re slipping out just as mysteriously. You shall be missed.”“Thank you, kind sir.”“Austin is not that far away. Perhaps we can exchange visits soon.”“It ain’t goin’ to be that kinda goin’ away, Bill,” said Jamal. “Once she leaves that’s it. She ain’t comin’ back no more and you can’t visit her.”“If that’s the case, Miss Kitty, then I bid you a fond farewell.”“Why don’t you tell her what you told me?”“I don’t know. It really mean, really, it was was no big deal. I mean, this is my Uncle. I was about 24, and he was 40ish. I think our ass cheeks were almost touching. Close. We were just sitting there, sweating our collective ass cheeks off, which at -25F is actually a GOOD thing, we tried NOT to give the casual manly, but not too manly glance, at each others junk. It’s just a thing, but I couldn’t help but notice that he was unclipped. The glances were not as subdued as I would had anticipated, but with me,.