Larry was just being playful as usual, and they'd role played many times, but this time he'd hit on her deepest secret desire. That of being a whore f...r a black man. Still, even role-playing had its rules, and she'd never brought up this fantasy so Larry was obviously testing her. "Why do guys always think that a woman is fascinated with bigger, and why does it have to be a black pimp, why not a Mexican pimp, or for that matter a white pimp?" It's a dick thing," Larry said, making them both. It’s funny. I could talk to Melody with the boys happily painting alongside me while I sketched in the picture of the Singhs on the three foot by five-foot canvas that I’d stretched. My zone was expanding.“Look Tony! See what I made?” Drew was covered from head to toe in finger paints. There was almost as much on his paper.“Wow! Look at all that color,” I said as I started mopping him up with a wet cloth. “Tell me about it.”We’d all gone through our reviews of each other’s work when the buzzer. "Good heavens, man, you're wearing out my asshole," he said. "My deepest apologies, but I'm just too sore to keep this up."There was no help for it. I was still hard and horny, so I pulled out of him and got down on my own hands and knees."All right, then you finish me off, Dan." You're on," he said.He took me doggie style, just like I'd taken his wife. He had his hand on my cock, stroking it as he began pumping in and out of me. "You're a little tight inside," he said. "Too much tension, I. It was an amazing site. I could take my eyes off from my aunt’s navel. She was looking sexy like a 25-26 yrs lady.That night I masturbated twice remembering her . From that day onwards I started thinking about those wonderful movements when she used to shake my dick while bathing. Then I used to c her and think how I can make my lust fulfill. I started throwing my cards of making my lust of fucking her pussy and ass.One fine day that is the day I was waiting for. My uncle was goin out of delhi.