She told me to go home and to return in a week to mow the lawn. I rode home on my bike totally deflated, realizing that she thought of me as just a ki....My next ploy was to ignore her, to pretend that she didn't exist. For three weeks I did her yard work, but I refused to go into her house, when she offered me refreshment. It didn't seem to work; she didn't come after me, and I wound up with a lot of hard work and no lemonade. Then one day, as I was pushing the lawn mower in the July heat, she. So deliberate with making me feel comfortable. But today, there is something different. I have decided to give myself to you, in a way, that only a woman can give to her man. I am going to let you into my center. Feel you stretch me. Pull me apart, and finally claim that hot wet spot, as your own. Molding it to your cock. The perfect fit. Your fingers have circled my clit, almost to orgasm, as I grind into your hand and find it hard to stand any longer. You turn me to you. Your eyes, are a. Wave after wave of pleasure wracked her body as she lay squirming on the floor. Her ass tightened around her finger so hard it finally pushed her out.Sara didn't know how long she'd laid there or if she'd even been fully coherent the whole time. She looked in the mirror to find tears in her eyes. "Wow" she thought. It had been so amazing that it had made her tear up. She rolled over and pulled herself to her feet. Her legs were still wobbly as she struggled to remain upright. Then she noticed. It has always been a secret fantasy of mine to sleep with a black guy. This thought was in the back of my mind the whole time he was sliding closer. It is probably why I did not stop him from rubbing my crotch through my tankini bottoms. Unable to control it, my nipples started getting hard and my pussy started swelling with increased lubrication. I was getting terribly horny, only made worse when he placed my hand on the bulge in his swim trunks. My husband is averaged size, a little over 6..