As our lips and tongues played with each other, she purred, “Oooo, it's warm.” She giggled through her nose as she massaged me through my orgasm, ...raining me thoroughly.When I finally calmed down and our faces parted, I took a peek down there. One spritz of my sperm had jumped over her wrist and landed on her thigh, but the rest made a thick slimy pool in her cupped palm. She pinched whatever cum and spit she could off the end of my dick, sat upright, and held her cupped hand with my sperm in. "I want you totell me the things that you do together". She gave a loud sob and lookedat the floor in front of her. "I can't" she whispered. "I think that youwill find that you can" I chuckled. "Let's start easily, has he everkissed you? And don't even begin to think about lying or I shall know" "Wekiss when people are not about" she said quietly "I feel shy if I thinkthat people can see us". Excellent, I thought - just the right type. "When you kiss Tim do you French kiss - and don't pretend. It was in the evening and it had gotten dark out. I didn't have a place to crash, so I decided to sleep under the pier. You could go under santa Monica pier in those days. That when I met Tony. He was a 34 year old black man and he offered me a place to stay rather than sleep out there. He explained that it would be dangious for me to be out all night alone. He seemed like a nice guy and I had no reason to distrust him, so I took him up on his offer. He had a nice apartment right on the beach. “alia? Alia?” He panted as he untied her nara and reached between her legs for her shaved choot. His finger slipped roughly along her sticky wet slit to her hole and probed into it. (like all the tahir women, she seldom wore panties) she was so hot and sticky, hungry for a fuck and ready for him to give it to her.Ali cursed himself for wasting his energy and money on the whore earlier that day, the real alia, was waiting all this time for a fuck and he had not known it…. Why had he not realized.