I could feel it, filling me. No way could I take all of that, but if I protested he might think I was scared. I couldn’t have that. I just glowed (l...dies don’t sweat, they glow) and waited and felt him moving inside me. He’d push a little and to my surprise find a little more room. Then he’d push again, and still find room. Slowly but surely his whole cock was going into me, and it wasn’t really all that slowly. It was one of those timeless moments when something seemed to be happening too. Siluzz gave a short laugh, or at least what they assumed was one. “We’ve been at war since my great-great-grandparents were young. There’s little left to entertain yourself with. Even book discs are prohibitively expensive, as the military controls their distribution and they commandeered every disc in our libraries for their own uses.”“That doesn’t sound very encouraging,” Gary groused as he tried to pull the floating tram. It didn’t budge.Siluzz giggled, a sound easier to identify than her. Those huge sweaty black breasts looked crazy beautiful. Every time Hillary saw Black women with more than ample breasts she felt that tingling feeling in her private area.Well that was some years ago, that was a time before the two kids, before the two failed marriages. Now Hillary was 40 with a nice condo in downtown Kansas City. She had a great job that afforded her many opportunities to travel for company business. So tonight Hillary was sitting at the bar at the Chicago Marriott hotel. He asked me out, but I said no. I wasn't ready for any ofthat now, if ever. I told myself that I was only dressing this way onlyfor work.He and I sat on the porch, but didn't go anywhere, and he did not touchme. By the time I went in the house I was thoroughly confused by hisreactions to me. Not having had the benefit of growing up female, I didnot see the longing in his eyes, nor did I have the skills to cope withit if I did. So why was I laughing at his jokes? He's smart and funny,and other.