Tracey was afro Caribbean lady who had afro hair and large firm tits. She loved the sight of my white hands trying to encompass her large brown tits a...d always referred to us as a couple as coffee and cream.Her particular kink so to speak was to have anal and then suck my cock clean and then encourage me verbally to piss into her mouth; something she told me many times her ex husband had made her do and she had come to love it although she would never admit it to him.Our brief relationship. “I get a shot that lasts three months. I got one just before we came here and I’ve already found a women’s clinic who will give me another in July. You don’t need to worry about it.”“It wasn’t so much worry,” Phil replied. “It’s just ... it’s not something we’ve discussed. Outside of you letting me know you had it covered, I’ve never given it another thought. I’ve never asked you what form you use, if you want me to help cover the cost, anything. I’ve just put it out of my mind as your. I mean, just look at it – it’s perfection, and there’s no-one else even up. I love to stand in the surf and let the waves hit me. You shouldn’t go too far out; the ground slopes steeply just out there, and the tides can be dangerous, but I don’t mind. I just love the sea.”She smiled.“Why don’t you join me? Just wear your undies; there’s no-one else to see, and who cares if they do?”I blushed.“I’d love to, but actually I’ve not got anything on under this dress at all. Bras get so itchy in this. Looking at her I realised just how beautiful she really was. It was hard for a stranger to know her real age, because she looked so young. When we had dated I had been the perfect gentleman, and we had enjoyed ourselves and I had always seen her home safely afterwards, knowing that she was only fifteen.I made some Tea and Reeta sat in an armchair and watched me, not speaking, although I sensed she was very upset. When I had made the tea and had given her a cup. Reeta suddenly stood up and.