#36609 - Over the next year we continued our tryst most weekday afternoons with it usually just being a cum dump, she seemed to gain a great amount of pleasure from just pleasing me and would tussle my hair afterwards saying something like “did you enjoy that”, “good boy” “bet your glad to get that off your mind’ etc etc. Our mums both knew we would be together at either his house or mine and would be having dinner there so they never worried about us. Time seemed to slow down as I stared at the pink slit borrowing its was through the dense black curly hairs of her womanhood, I was still staring open mouthed as the phone call ended and she stepped back noticing the tented front of my shorts and realised what must have happened.