I was positive that Althea expected me to make the first move. After all I was the one who needed something. I didn't even mind making the overture. I... was just how business was done in small town America. Come to think of it maybe it was how things were done among all humans.I waited two days, then had Sylvia call her assistant to make the initial contact. The suggestion was lunch together at a place of her choice. If not that then a meeting in her office at a time of her choosing. What I did. He continued pummeling my pussy raw. Then his tongue licked my neck and sensitive ears. The sensations where overwhelming my body, shuddering, my pussy feeling some spasms out of control… Moaning uncontrollably, I planted my feet firmly and started bouncing my body harder and faster onto his magnificent piece of black hard meat, contracting and expanding my pussy walls as his dick invaded my already raw wet pussy. I climaxed again… He suddenly held on to my hips tighter and pounded my slutty. It wasn’t the jocks or popular guys though. She looked for deserving ones who might not get the “rapture” any other times. There was a happy trail of former virgins in her past.She would come home from dates, or just going out to screw, and make sure that I got my balls emptied as well. It was always a favorite of hers to put me on my back, straddle my waist, and rub her seed–dripping pussy along my shaft until I squirted on my tummy. She would scoop some up with her fingers and rub herself off. Just before that the stoppers played the roll. What stoppers. Your balls man. That never allowed to move forward otherwise you might have put it inside and pierced my chute. I was measuring the depth of the pit and there is no end. So your kitty is wonderful one.It seems to be small but the capacity is good to accept. Why there is a movement at my kit she asked. May be because of your talk and action. Time was passing and she gave some gentle rubbing on the dick with her bush. Slowly her mouth.