"You smile and nod gently, then release me. "Be gentle. I'm a little sore," you say, smiling.I pull you to straddle me and guide my cock into you. ...ven hard and fully erect, I am smaller than many of your lovers this evening. Your pussy is still well lubricated and I slide in easily. I pull you to my chest, smiling at your smiling face. We are as nearly one as is possible. You ride me, then lean forward, giving me a long, long kiss while rocking, moving my cock very gently in and out. . It’s the first Saturday of the month of September and it’s still warm. It still feels like summer. The summer of 2012 belonged to a beautiful Afro-Caribbean gal named June and me, Stephen. The Boston-bred Haitian guy who fell in love with her. I called her my ebony goddess, my Cleopatra and my Nubian queen. I treated her real good. I was always respectful, generous and kind to her. I tried to protect her from her worst self. Whenever she had a problem, I was either there or I told her I wanted. What was I supposed to do? Which one was I going to choose? I could not love both of them! Vicdaen set my body on fire, said lovely words that calmed my mind, but he could do such things that made annoyance seem like the least appropriate word. Alexander smiled at me and I felt better than I had ever done before, but he was the king... And the king cannot love a simple peasant girl.I sat in awkward silence until my stomach started to grumble. It said it was time for food. I figured it had gone. She led me over toward the pool house. I expected a changing area or something similar. Instead I found a small half-court sized gymnasium. It looked to have been a full-court originally, but the other half now contained various exercise machines.“What you’re wearing looks pretty good for sparring. Molly said that you seem to have a natural talent for it and were advancing in rank rapidly at both dojos where you go to train after school,” she said. “If you want a Gi instead of your clothes,.