She just ignores them and continues walking. One day she had an interview for a job, Diane wore a short mini skirt (you could almost she her hairy pus...y) without panty, a blouse that show her clevis. Her hair is long to her shoulder length, and face full with make-up. The interviewer (a man) just look at her with a horny face, of course she didn’t get the job, but, offer for a blowjob. She just walks out with an attitude. Meanwhile, back in her raggedly apartment she starts to drink her. I have long black hair, hazel almost golden eyes, large firm breasts, and a round ass. The problem was, the men that asked me out didn’t seem to strick any chords with me. It seemed they were always too something. Too old, too young, too fat, too skinny, too inexperienced, or the worst-too experienced. I wanted someone I could click with in the sack, but be able to hold a regular conversation with. I also wanted some excitement. A man that would be more than willing to explore. "Next time I went back, I had left Timmy home. I'd left him with a neighbor lady, because my mama wasn't in no condition, anymore, to watch out for him. She was just kinda sleeping most all the time, now. And I couldn't get her to eat, much.Well, me and Bill acted real civil to one another when I got to his house. It wasn't even full dark yet, although it was getting well into the fall of the year. The sun was setting through his front windows, there in the living room, and Bill went and pulled. She continued bouncing her lovely plump booty on my dick. "feel that dick don't you?" I asked her. "oh you fuckin stud my god I'm gettin' screwed by a young black guy and my husband doesn't even know, he's got some competition for this pussy now. ooh just like that yes do it do it do it damn it do it uh ah...up and down damn it oh Jesus, mmmm give it to me, I'm gonna ride your damn dick until I can't anymore!" she promised. I smack her on the ass again i grab her and held on tightly to her ass.