“Travis, I can’t accept this. Porn sex He picked up his can of beer and took a sip. Travis got up and quickly returned with a handkerchief and handed it to her. Just call me Travis.”
“Okay. This was his first-ever black pussy, but he knew already it was the best he’d ever had. And I don’t want to hear about a boat sinking in the creek with four young people and three pounds of catfish in it!”
They all laughed and got back into the skiff. “Maybe you are finished,” Bettina said. All four were waving back at Travis as they headed off in the direction from which they’d come. Bettina blew out the candle and they each had several bites of cake as they held hands. And how he’d never imagined at the time that he’d have her in his bed, that his cock would be hard and full, and that he would be ramming it into her tasty, black twat. His throat was arid and there was a thin coat of sweat on his brow. Then an odd idea popped into his head. I want you to have all of me.”
She got up and walked to the dresser drawer where she kept some of her clothes.
