A more primal level...An image flashed in Teresa’s imagination. A picture of her crawling across the beach blanket and pushing Mr. Jackson on his ba...k, his arms stretched wide. Moving up his body to straddle his waist, she pushed her hand into the top of his speedos and removed his hardening black cock. Stroking it 3 or 4 times, she pulled the crotch of her swimsuit aside and guided him into her depths. She pounded on him rapidly, her cum upon her in mere seconds.Teresa’s imagination had taken. As soon as I heard the water running I pulled my clothes on and put my dvd back in the same old hiding place then I quietly sat down releived she wasnt going to tell I had just finished watching the first program when I got up to go to the bathroom and noticed the water was still running. Why has she been in there so long it seemed as soon as soon as the though occured I had my answer I heard a faint but yet gently moaning coming from the shower I listened closer she was definitely moaning but. ” I kissed his mouth and continued, “But there was no way I was going to let that stop me from getting you to finally enter me today! And we were lucky I didn’t bleed on your hardness. But I don’t want your first time eating me, to end in my blood all over your face, instead of my come. So we’ll have to save your devouring me with your mouth, until next time. “ The disappointment written on his face matched my own. “Besides,” I smiled, “I still haven’t gotten to ride you!” His smile. He wore a Los Angeles basketball jersey over a white shirt. He also had black track pants and a pair of gym shoes. We entered the apartment and he went over to the couch while I turned on the stereo. Mary J. Blige played lightly in the background. I was happy that I didn’t have to work at my other job. It was first of my three nights off from the hospital. Working a twelve hour shift allowed for me to have three to four days off. I went into the kitchen.“Have you eaten yet?”“Naw man”, Reggie.