I could see her grimace and started taking short breaths the deeper he got into her.I guess her suffering was about to begin. The speakers in the room...were kind of giving me a muffled “groans, ouch and a scream,” which only seem to excite the guy further.I could see by her legs she was not having a good time but dealing with any pain and discomfort as best as she could. Finally he took hold of both of her hips, shoved in as far as he could go and grunted as he unloaded while I heard another. It was, and is, delightful.The time came when my mourning for my departed husband abated to the level where I started to think about getting back into the real world and for me to look for a job. If for nothing else, the insurance payout following the accident wasn’t going to last forever and I needed to earn a living.I trawled on-line to see what work was available in my locality and was intrigued to find there was a vacancy at the local Community College that was looking for a suitably. Finally, the snoring started.She padded quietly across the hall, leaving Maxwell's door open in case he called or needed her. Clarissa, as always, had thought of everything. She entered Igoro's room. The bedside light was on. He was stark naked, lying on his back, legs wide open, his hands folded beneath the back of his head and his eleven-inch thick hard erect black heavily veined cock was standing straight up.Time seemed to stand still.He reached for the light.She asked him to leave it on.She. Hero." She dragged me over to the nearest cubicle and told me to lie down. She rummaged in the box and brought out what I guess was a vibrator and got down next to me."Now, I know that you know how to do the next bit!" Beccy took my hand and placed it at the top of her thigh. I took my cue and started rubbing it up and down gently, the skin on her labia, spreading the wetness along her slit and all over my fingers. Still nervous, I extended one finger into her nice warm inviting slit. I started.