Soon as they stepped through the sliding glass door, they were drenched by a sheet of rain. It didn’t faze them. Q’s manhood was so hard, it hurt. Throbbing nonstop, it stood at attention like a flagpole. Before they could even make their way toward a chair, Tender stopped Q in his tracks and dropped to her knees in front of him. She began to hungrily perform oral sex on him, no condom. Now he was well endowed. She had more than a mouthful; but there would be no deep throating him. She licked him in a loving way.

Soon they traded positions. But Q sat her on a lounge chair so he could put his head between her thighs and give her head. Q dived right into her neatly shaped triangle of pubic hair. With his fingers and tongue, he frantically searched her clitoris, parting the fat lips of her vagina. Finding her love button, he licked, nibbled and bit on it wildly. Her knees buckled and her body began to tremble—uncontrollably—and it wasn’t from the chill of the rain. For the first time in her young life she had an orgasm. She cried out and held his head tightly against her body as the floodgates opened, releasing her sexual fluids. She couldn’t believe what she was feeling.

Q stood up, walked Tender over to a table and bent her over. From behind he entered her, doggy-style. The rain and wetness from Tender’s climax coated his penis, allowing him to slide right in. At first, she winced from the pain, till her vagina conformed to the shape and size of his manhood. Deeper and deeper he drove his penis inside of her. He enjoyed the view of her beautiful brown back and the sound of testicles slapping against her ass cheeks.

“AAAAhhhh,” Tender exclaimed, as she climaxed for the second time.

He twisted Tender in every imaginable position, doing his thing to her. His stamina was incredible. Q guessed that Tender had probably been with young boys for the most part. He knew from experience that young boys didn’t satisfy young girls. They were selfish in the bed, but not him. He always tried to make it a night for a woman to remember. He loved leaving them with something to talk about.

He pulled out and laid her down on an air mattress on the patio floor so he could enter her again from the front. By his rapid strokes, Tender could tell that he was about to climax now too. In the missionary position on the patio floor, he feverishly humped away.

“Don’t cum in me,” Tender pled, coming back to her senses. She knew damn well she was in no position to raise a baby. “Pull out and bust off on me. Put it on my titties. I wanna see it.” She wanted to stop him but not shut him down.