She had a beautifully shaved pussy. I could see her slit glistening from how wet she was. I felt my cock drip a glob of precum as I looked at her tiny...cunt. She looked over at me and my dumbfounded face. “Mmm, what do you think? Is my pussy pretty enough?” she asked with fuck me eyes. I swallowed. “Its fucking perfect.. Jesus christ..” I answered. She devilishly smiled. “Mm good.” At this point the porn was irrelevant. “What do you say we turn off the laptop and just watch each other? I'm not. And he did us proud. I also watched a Black man become President of the United States. Again, he was elected by the people. How awesome was that? My heart and soul will always belong in America, no matter what. The Confederation of Canada is far different from the U.S. Here they talk about diversity and inclusion but they don’t really do anything about it. Canadians are bigoted but unlike Americans they’re actually really good at hiding it. You’ve got to be careful with them. They don’t get in. He cleaned up with a towell his cum and mine and threw it in the dirty clothes while I was getting my things together and pulling my pants back on. I was thinking of takeing the towel with me but instead left it. He seemed relly happy at what just went down and I knew I could trust him not to tell his mother what happened in her kitchen. I can't remember much after that except we kissed one or two more times and I think I even put another 20 on the counter grabbed my tool bag and order tablet. I thanked him in between drags of my cigarette and at one point I leaned my mouth towards him as I was exhaling and he leaned in at the same time and our lips nearly met. I backed away so I didn't blow the smoke in his face but he told me that he didn't mind and that he found me even more sexy. He had very sure hands and could move on the floor. I pressed up against him a little more and he moved his hands down towards the back of my waist and very close to my bottom. He pulled me.