“You still got yo V-card Tashey?” “Uh...................yeah.” He started to finger me a little faster and leaned in towards my ear and kissed...my neck. He slid his finger out of me and started to circle my pussy lips with his index finger, he whispered into my ear “iz you gon give dat to me ma?” I couldn’t lie to him, I pushed him away and looked shamefully into his eyes trying to keep my tears in”I can’t give it to you it belongs to Deondrey.” he looked at me dumbfounded and said “huh ” “Im. You are even harder, more deep groans leaving your mouth. Then I get my mouth on your velvety smooth warm thick cock, slipping easily between my lips and over my tongue.God, I love the musky, masculine smell of your cock, how you taste. It really arouses me, lights the fires of my lust. I moan deeply.My head and mouth move up and down your cock, sucking and licking as you begin to wriggle your hips, arching your back. My moans are needy for you to cum, but also needy for my throbbing pussy. . would you even be interested... in how many times she'd had sex before she met you, what kind of sex it was, and with whom? Would you?" he said challengingly."I didn't think so," he concluded, seeing the answer on my face.In truth, those would be things that were none of my business--things that were part of Carl's "fictional" divorcee's private past. They were things a man marrying a divorcee would automatically get past. He'd live with her past as a matter of course and not feel any the. Her eyes were slipping closed at the pleasure and her tongue was brushing across her lip every few seconds. She almost cried out and begged him to press against where she needed him. Sensing her need, he let his thumb settle over the hardened peek. As soon as he had touched it her body jerked in response. He bent slightly and used the palm of his hand to lift one of her breasts towards his face. She brought her shoulders back and arched her breasts up and directly to him. He sucked her into his.