I have a dusky complexion and I have a good height about 5'9″, with 28 waist and 36 ass, my boobs are 34c, which is average for me. My hair is medium length and dark brown. I have blue eyes and freckles all over my face. When I was younger I used to think that my freckles were cute, but now they just look like pimples on my face. My breasts are quite small; only about D-cup. My pubic area is completely shaved smooth and my pussy lips are pink and moist.

I looked down at the book and saw that the pictures inside were real. There were close-ups of the models' pussies and asses. I flipped through the pages and found myself getting turned on. On page number three I stopped. The pictures were becoming bolder. There was a picture of a hot guy flaunting his huge cock. I gasped when I saw the image of the hardened cock. This was the first time I was seeing the man's cock up close. It was long, thick and hard. In the picture it was standing straight up and in front of his body.

My whole body shook and shuddered. My head rolled from side to side. The orgasm ripped through my body. I felt my juices squirt out onto the sheets. Saba kept fingering me until I calmed down. Then she got on top of me and lowered her mouth to my pussy. She licked my slit and then ran her tongue up and down my labia.

I kissed her on her lips. She opened her mouth and sucked my tongue inside. She let out a moan and pushed me onto the bed. She straddled my body and began to rub her body against mine. I grabbed her hips and thrust upwards. She lifted her ass off the bed and rode me hard. I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed her breasts. I licked her neck and ears. She cried out in pleasure and fell forward. She laid her face on my chest and moaned. I stroked her hair and held her tight. She rolled over and lay next to me. We cuddled in each other's arms. I looked at her face and thought how beautiful she was. I felt a stirring between my legs and knew that I was ready for her.

The man shamelessly continued to grind against my ass. I was getting really nervous. He must have realized that I wasn't going to move away, because he leaned over and whispered something in my ear. I turned my head away from him and looked straight ahead. I didn't hear what he said. He repeated himself. This time I turned my head towards him. He was looking at me.

I wondered why I was enjoying this. Was it the fact that he was a stranger? Or was it because he was so masculine and so strong? Maybe it was both. I felt my nipples stiffening under the fabric of my dress. I felt myself becoming wet between my thighs. I was excited and scared at the same time. I was aroused, but at the same time I was afraid. I didn't want to let him know that I was enjoying his touch. I didn't want to give him any indication that I was attracted to him.