She was no longer able to speak clearly."You're like fucking a tube of hot custard Lissy baby." Reggie uttered as he worked his body's motion up to an...unbelievable velocity. This man was truly a professional and watching it in person was very impressive."Oh?" Was all Lis could muster in a bewildered tone as she was now experiencing the black man's strength and certainly feeling she had underestimated Reggie's smallish physique."Ugh! Oh God!" Lis uttered one more time in a voice that was far. She was so horny by this point, that she knew she was going to have an orgasm even if I ate her badly. But I was so eager to please her, that I wanted to perform well for her, and she seemed to sense it. Even though I’d never done this before, some inner instinct seemed to direct me. Just before my outstretched tongue made contact with her silken folds, I glanced quickly up at Janice’s eyes. They had softened. She was getting what she wanted, and that kept her contented smile firmly in place. . How embarrassing was that! I hope she doesn't think I'm one of those Asian perverts like Mickey Rooney from Breakfast at Tiffany's. Not to mention the fact that I started to get a hard on from that incident. That scare must've jumpkicked some blood flow down there. Or maybe subconsciously, I thought it was exciting for an innocent girl like Shirley to catch me half naked in my bedroom. I unwrapped my towel and start rummaging through my closet for a shirt, barely getting a moment to. After all that came the heavy baggy work jeans and coat. Finally a ski mask with a nylon over fleece kind of fabric. Then I was ready to give the winter morning a chance to clear my head.I put all I had into the ride for the plaza. The heavy half boots and thick boot socks made the ride even more taxing. Even so I enjoyed the self abuse. It was better than being abused by someone else, I had decided long before. When I got off the bike for the first time it was in the parking lot of a fast food.