Her eyes were no longer smiling, but hungry now, still fixed on him. She slipped off of him and slowly turned around, turning her own sex to him, spre...ding her legs and running her hands along her soft inner thighs. She was an extraordinary woman, round hips and full breasts shining softly in the morning sunlight, beckoning him, arousing him. ‘Your cock tastes…. so good… my lord…’ the woman moaned in a throaty voice. ‘Fuck me, my king…. Please, please…. Fuck me with it….’ The king — for he. The sex was still good, but the cop had started abusing prescription pills. Jayce did not like it. That was why he found a job in a new city and moved.Back in the present day, Jayce settled into his workspace. At lunch, he went into the shared kitchen area and warmed up a container of spaghetti. He sat alone.A good-looking Black woman called out, “Hey, don’t sit by yourself. Join us.”Jayce walked over.“I’m Selena,” she said.“And I’m Darcy,” the other lady shared.“My name’s Jayce.”“What do you. Brent sat me down on the benches that the boys had in the changing room. He opened my legs and I hesitantly told him to slowly put it in. He glided about 2 inches of his thick dick into my tight cunt. It hurt so badly. I decided to let the pain sink in because hopefully it would turn into pleasure. I finally couldnt take it anymore. Am I hurting you, Kiara? Brent asked not really concerned about me. Yes, Brent, Im sorry, but this hurts like hell, stop! I said in pure pain. Itll start to feel. I guess I wasn’t leaving, then. I did as she said and followed her to her section of the apartment complex. She hissed in pain as I followed her up to the second floor, but I was utterly distracted by the plump booty that engulfed her bikini bottoms.She punched a code into the electronic lock on the door to her apartment and entered quickly. I followed her inside but stopped in the entryway as she continued down the hall. I set her bag on the entryway table and the cooler on the floor, unsure.