We had our windows down and I had a perfect view into his window. He looked over and smiled at me and my heart leaped. He was very handsome. Full lipp...d and skin the color of coffee with the right amount of cream. When the light turned green, I pulled away and noticed he wasn't going as fast as me, so I slowed down. We got to the next light just in time for red. I acted like I didn't see him and casually glanced over. He was staring at me. I started to get spooked a little. Then he hollered. The demonic drummer kept right on drumming; neither would give the other the satisfaction, of saying enough she would endure, without resorting to the safe word, for him she would probably give her life if he so wished and he knew it. Pink skin turned red, then maroon. Suddenly he stopped, the relief was short but welcome, her knowing the bruised tenderness that would appear on the morrow and the day was young as yet. He removed first one and then the other of the clamps, blood rushed back the. He left my neck, took hold of my right shoulder and mouthing all over my back, kept on fucking me over and over. It was hard as good as it was.I should say this. Usually, in sex, he is not the gentleman he is when he listens to me or tries to make me feel relaxed. He is rough and filled with life. His strength can be felt in his every move.After some more fucking, he knelt, kissing me whoever he could, turned me to my left side so that my left leg was bent, right one straight and my pelvis bent. My closest female friend knew when my happy twat was tingling with the need to get a hard dick shoved up my female privates from behind. They also knew that most of the time I didn’t even care who it was that was doing the shoving just as long as they didn’t stop until I had fallen into my terminal orgasm.My understanding spouse was usually so busy with keeping up with the female followers that doted on his oversized cock that he barely had time to throw a glance in my direction to see if I was.