What was my condition, how long had I had it, what was my prognosis, etcetera. When the girl’s face reddened again, I knew the hardball questions w...re coming. “Mr. Jackson, do you have a wife or girlfriend to provide you with…with…‘companionship’?” she shyly asked. “Mama says she doesn’t think you do, so do you…do you miss…‘it’?”I laughed aloud. My merriment was not from the question but from the easily recognized uneasiness and embarrassment of the questioner. The girl was in over her. After the function was over, I left to home and went to sleep dreaming about the aunty thinking of how to have sex with her. The next day I skipped the school because I was sick. After uncle left to the office I went to the aunty’s house and rang the calling bell she opened the door and invited me inside. After I was inside she closed the door and she started talking about why I didn’t go to school I told her I was sick she asked me really??? with a naughty smile I said yes. She then asked me. Aaaahhh...ohhhh... your black cock is so big. Fuck me with your big cock; make me come, ooh aaaah. He then pulled out and in one thrust pushed all 14 inches deep into Sheila. Sheila came at once and her juices started dripping down onto the floor. His black cock twitched and he let out a groan as his black seed spilled into her.Sheila was breathing heavily as the black man pulled his semi-erect cock out of her steaming pussy. It made a plop sound as he withdrew his cock. Before she could say. Jeri wanted more. She wanted to kiss Renée, just as tenderly and lovingly as she had Julia or Keith. She had never felt the same for anyone since that horrid ending. She explored her desire for other women. Most of the time, it had been one night stands or even a short lived tryst. The longest relationship lasted two months, but Jeri just couldn't find room in her broken heart for another. She hadn't been with many lovers, but it had been enough to learn what she was looking for. Renée was the.