She guided my dick into pussy. I slowly entered her and moan came out of her mouth. She told “Go easy tiger. I am not used to thick cock like this.�...� I came to know later that my masa’s dick was not big enough for slut. I started going in and out slowly. It was already wet. I started fucking her at a steady pace and I was playing with her boobs with one hand. She was moaning heavily.Later we changed position. She was on her four and I came behind her and started entering her pussy in doggy. I softly entered my objections, and I was instantly the object of derision. Then the final hammer stroke fell. The church decided that it would be a grand idea if my Uncle’s restaurant were to be open for church functions. We could hire people from within the church to operate the restaurant, and of course church members could receive a hefty discount praise god and pass the peas. Within six weeks of my Uncle’s death the church held the keys to the door and had free reign of my Uncle’s. ‘Ta da,’ he said stepping back when he was done. ‘Well, as lovely as your hair is, we might want to tie it back, out of the way.’ Grabbing her and turning her around, he combed his fingers through her hair, which was remarkably untangled, as smooth as if she had just painstakingly brushed it. Separating it into three chunks, his deft fingers quickly braided it into one long braid that fell straight down her back, and tied it with a string. ‘All done, Daisy,’ he said as he turned her around,. I said sure and a few hours later I was knocking on their door. I walked into their living room and saw a very attractive, well built black guy sitting on the couch.He wasnt dressed like most black guys do. No sagging jeans or ball cap sitting crooked on his head. No he was dressed in some very tight, well fitting jeans and brown tshirt. I could tell through the shirt he was very well muscled. His black skin rippled when he moved and after a few moments of talking to him I started to think.