But I didn’t want to stop now. “Hold him Phyl,” I said, “just for a little.” We were briefly a still life. I was throbbing, impaled on m... doggy’s cock. He licked the back of my neck which was soothing. I felt his hot breath and relaxed. The pain eased. I moved my cunt back on that cock, adjusting, easing…moved a little more…the pain lessening…pleasure beginning to throb in me. I adjusted on the cock again…our rhythm began…slowly at first and then…then…He moved inside me again, this. ” I moved to where my eyes were about a foot away from her crotch. She pulled her pussy lips apart with her fingers and I looked over the area with intense care. She stroked her clit with one finger. “This’s my clitoris, it is very sensitive and rubbing it feels very good when I touch it.” She continued to stroke it a couple of times more, then said, “go ahead and touch me if you want.” So I touched her clit-button lightly with my finger, then began to. Alan stood back up. “Would you like to be fucked now? Or a rest?” He asked, smiling sheepishly. I tried to stand up. My legs felt like a newborn deer. He took my hands and helped me out of the tub. He lifted me from the tub to the bed. He threw me down. I laughed as I bounced. I popped right back up and got on all fours. He walked over and gave my wet pussy another lick. He licked all my juices from my cunt. Alan grabbed his raging hard cock and lead it into my cunt. With that first slow. I was feeling pretty rough, unwanted and and not sure if I'd be desirable. I met a guy online and we started talking, this 29 year old gorgeous intelligent personal trainer who happened to be black. I'd never been with a black guy before, not because that mattered, I'd just never had the opportunity. When I finally gathered up the courage to meet him, I was floored by how sexy and easy he was to be around. We sat in the car talking, trying to figure out what to do, where to go. I was nervous.