He was a gentler lover than most, but Lindiwe could never describe what they had as a loving relationship. For a start, Larry was some twenty years ol...er than her. Furthermore, it was unlikely that any of his neighbours would welcome a black girl into the neighbourhood if he were ever to ask her to live with him. The few years of the Government of National Unity and the many more years of strict immigration control had wiped clean any pretence England might once have had of being a harmonious. Even though I was close, I had plans for this babe. I turned her over and got her to arch her back for me while I rubbed my cock over her clit from behind. She began to squirm against my cock, squealing with delight. I reached for the tube of lubricant I had in my jeans pocket (it pays to be prepared) and put some on my finger. I didn’t miss a beat with my cock head rubbing against her love button as I twisted a lubricated finger into her asshole. As soon as I made it past the second knuckle. This was the day that my obsession, Victoria Justice, was going to be doing a live chat on my favorite website. I had been dreaming about the chance to talk to her for so long. I knew that with the thousands of fans who are on her live chats, she may never see my comments, but I had to try anyway.Finally getting home, I flew through the front door, ran upstairs to my bedroom, shut the door, and turned on my laptop. As my computer went through it’s start-up process I got comfortable in front of. I had an ex-girlfriend as well but I never got a chance to experience real sex with her and I always craved for the real physical relationship. The day I met my wife and then my girlfriend, I was gaga over her figure especially her boobs. I saw her at my tennis classes and she was just too gorgeous, hot and a sex goddess for me from Day 1. We used to practice together in the same slot and thus, we started connecting at a personal level. All I could imagine when I was not with her was her big.