Stop fussing over that which doesn't matter, I tell myself as I step out of the shower, and admire my reflection in the mirror. Thanks to mother nature's blessings I am tall and curvy, a sexy lady in any definition of the term. My name is Salwa Yazdi, Sally to my friends, and I was born in the City of Abyek, northwestern Iran, to an Iranian Muslim father and a Hindu immigrant mother. We're Sunni Muslims, not a good thing in a majority Shiite country. That's why we emigrated.
My family moved to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, when I was real young and the Canadian Capital has been our home ever since. After graduating from the University of Ottawa with a degree in chemistry, I moved to the City of Montreal, Quebec. Life's been a rollercoaster since. Montreal is a lot of fun, one hell of a place to party. Yet it's not the place that pulls me, it's someone who lives within the city limits. A certain Afro-Caribbean gentleman who takes my breath away.
I've always been a sexually adventurous gal, much to the chagrin of my conservative Muslim family. It's my life and my body, and I do as I please. Leaving the bathroom, I step into the bedroom that my man Kelvin Duchene and I share. I'm ready, I say to my lover, and I join him on the bed. Grinning from ear to ear, Kelvin kisses me full and deep, and then proceeds to give my derriere the worship it deserves.
I sigh as my boyfriend Kelvin Duchene pushes his dick into my asshole. I take a deep breath and will my anal muscles to relax, not an easy task as they work to accommodate the sheer bulk of Kelvin's dick as he penetrates me. Smiling, Kelvin gently paws at my hairy pussy and I brush his hand away. I don't like any distractions during anal sex. Like most women, I can feel self-conscious at the oddest times. I can't help it.