Without asking he began to move in and out of me again. My body seemed to have learned how to deal with his penis now. I felt my stomach muscles movin... on his hardness as he started to pump. His strokes lengthened and gained strength. I watched his body filling me and emptying me in the mirror. I could see my white body suckling his black rampant cock as it fucked in and out of my cunt, my sodden cunt, my cunt, yes, that is what it is, my cunt! Oh god it felt so good. Fuck this! HIS Fucking. She had asked for a specific room in our reservation, it turned out.When we got there a lot of old memories came flooding back. This place was right behind the restaurant she had waitressed at when we were first “shacked up”, as living together was called then. It too hadn’t changed much. We’d have our dinner there “for old time’s sake”.I was nineteen then and she was a year younger. She wanted to get out of the house where her step-father was screwing her all the time with no objection from. She envisioned her pussy being thick, swollen and dripping with juice, but as she peered down at the hand caressing her slit it was still small and barely engorged. She removed the bikini and shirt completely and dreamed in the warm glow of candles of her perfect body. She twisted her rock hard nipples and held her clit between two fingers wishing her form would explode to reveal the shape of a sex goddess. She prayed hard that any god of the sexual realm would hear her and grant her wish. For. That continued a bit over the next year as Becky and her friends got more and more fuckable. Thankfully had a girlfriend in my senior year that gave it up regularly so I never got invested in those soon to be freshman as I left for college the following summer. I stayed at school for a two years and then realized I just didn't know what I really wanted to do for a major so I had an uncomfortable talk with my Dad about dropping out. I promised to still take some low lever classes at the local.