I blushed and turned around. "See," Jamie saidtriumphantly, "I told you that your ass is gorgeous. Now he's thinking offucking your brains out." I blu...hed even more. But a thought started toform in my brain.My aunt was happy to let me stay at Jamie's, and she even talked to herparents. A couple of days later Jamie came into her room. She was veryhappy about something. "John's coming!" she said. "He's coming overtoday. My parents are going to France for the weekend, and we have theplace to. The hard-working, God-fearing Haitian folks who lived in town were as alien to him as Martians. He spoke a heavily accented Creole, and they picked him up as a foreigner right away. What they called Diaspora, and kind of derisively too. At least that’s how he felt until he met…her. Florence Joseph. Tall, curvy, large-breasted, wide-hipped and big-bottomed, with gorgeous skin the color of charcoal. And long, neatly braided hair. The daughter of a Haitian farmer through and true. For days he. "MMMMMMM, I'm cummmming!" she groaned as her juices began flowing from her pussy. Steve pulled out of Leann's pussy, picked Kelly up, and led her to a lounge chair. He sat down, and she took the hint, spreading her long legs and impaling herself on his hard cock. She slid it completely in her pussy, leaned forward, and began going up and down his shaft. Quickly, he matched her pace, as Leann reached around Kelly and massaged her big boobs. The moment she squeezed Kelly's nipples, she had. She took several deep breaths and still using my erection held in her hand, pulled herself down to my cock, grasped my balls, and slowly pulled me into her warm mouth. She continued pulling, my cock inching by her flickering tongue. Still pulling I could feel the head of my cock reach the back of her mouth. She did not stop there, and I felt her throat open to my cock, and she now grabbed my butt with one and pulled me in further. I could feel her lips against my groin and she still maintained.