She watched a painting hanging in a demolished living room; a paintingthat had been consumed by mold slowly take form. The paint that hadflaked off as...it had been assaulted from the canvas beneath the colorby the spreading fungus springing back to its place and grow firstsmooth and then glossy again.The places where underground rivers had been flooded as they reclaimedtheir ancient beds subsided and were bridled once again by the hand ofmen that had shaped them away from what had been. Uhha..why do you deny me the real pleasure..the thick cock of yours and your sweet tongue..you used to drown me in pleasure.. my body..every time we met and every time I sneaked out of my house at night in the rubber plantations..”I was a bit confused at this time as my uncle was nothing like the man she was describing now. My uncle was a complete wimp who would never sneak out for anything, let alone for sex.There were no rubber plantations near our home and he never had time to do all the. I unbutton his already unzipped jeans and pull them off before sliding my hand into his boxers rubbing his erect 10 inch cock. He rips my skirt and g string off and starts rubbing my already soaked pussy. My breathing picks up and I remove his boxers. "Fuck me." I moan. He responds by picking me up and setting me on the dresser. "You want it soft and slow at first or do you just want me to rail you?" "Fucking rail me Blade." Before I have the chance to even blink I feel his hard, thick cock. It was about 6 inches long so i said “i guess it isn’t true.” Sheron got it and we laughed. He said something like ‘you know what they say white boy. Once you go black, you never go back. Sure you want dis?’i took him in my hand. He wasn’t totally hard. i started stroking him while the skin over his head stretched back and forth. It was bitchin. i asked him where he’d like to sit. He picked the armchair. i put a pillow under my knees, got down and stroked as the skin rubbed over his cock head..