I moaned out in a sexy, ouch way. He was tight against me; his cock pressed into my stomach as he kissed then bit my lip. His hand grabbed my hip and ...pun me around, then took ahold of my ponytail. I melted with his rough dominance. He used his foot to spread my legs apart more.Then I felt the head pressed on my ass before he guided his shaft with his hand, slipping the head between my cheeks.I knew what he wanted. Ray has wanted my ass since the day we first hooked up. I'd always told him no.. The smell of fresh baked bread wafted up to her, making her mouth water.She dug out a hot biscuit, suddenly aware of how hungry she was. “So that was the wonderful smell when I came in.”He came back to join her. “I have to warn you, though, I use a whole wheat white flour. I try to stay away from simple carbs, you know, white flour, white sugar, that stuff.”She nodded, taking a buttered bite from a biscuit. “That’s delicious.”“My grandparent’s cook grew up in the South. She taught me the. I told her I couldn't help myself. I get turned on by mature white women. She said "oh yeah" and gave me a big grin. She said told me I should be ashamed, she was probably old enough to be my mother. I told her she sure didn't look like my mother and it was hard to work out like this and let her see the bulge in my shorts. She gasped and said OMG I can see why and she hoped she didn't do that to me. I told her I was afraid she did and she needed to take care of it for me. She said she couldn't. Not waiting for a reply, Sondra smiles and pushes me inside. Closing and locking the door behind her, Sondra heads to the kitchen with me close behind. Still speechless, I watch as Sondra hops up on the counter and parts her knees."Come here stud, have something sweet." Sondra swirls her tongue over the ice cream in the cone as I move toward her.My mind is telling me how wrong this is, but I'm under this beauties spell. Moving between her parted legs, Sondra spreads the ice cream all around her.