After he stood up from the table his eyes requisitioned me to follow him to the bedroom. Once there, we stood before one another next to the bed. Hank...pulled my ‘Nutty Guy’ t-shirt off me before removing his own shirt. His hairiness was sublime and I couldn’t wait to be enfolded in his arms. My wish was instantly granted as I became encased by his furry body. Next, his ravenous mouth latched onto my lips as he commenced fervently kissing me. I simply melted into his embrace as I let him take. Comeon, go and get changed into your old party frocks then you can mount up.We can have a riding birthday party when Harriet comes over. Angela canride the little pony, what's her name?" Pumpkin," I replied, "But you'll have to watch her. Angela hurt Pumpkinonce and damaged Pumpkin's lip. Pumpkin is frightened of her," Icautioned."Well Angela's a little older now and I've warned her to do exactly asshe's told. Aunty Margaret's agreed to let her ride the little mareprovided she's led on the. He slid his finger in further this time and left it there as I let out another quiet moan. I groaned outright when he started pumping slowly, moving his finger in and out. My knees bent of their own accord, lifting my backside up further from the bed in response. He chuckled at his success, and shifted his own body. I glance over, finally, to see him. I could see his smug look of satisfaction in the moonlight streaming through the window. I cast my eyes over his body and saw that this was. "Hanson slapped his thigh and looked slyly at her. "That's what an education'll do for a black man." Gosh!" Billie felt almost as if Hanson were working a spell on her or something. It was mostly the warm way she felt talking with him. "I bet college is tough." Nothin' to it." He leaned back against the tree again and gazed up into the thick leaves. "All you need is a little natural rhythm and a good ear."While Hanson chuckled quietly, Billie-Ann considered what he had said. She was still.