We are both nervous afraid and scared, nervous of what is about to happen, afraid of releasing our emotions and scared of the outcome and ramification..., especially if I fail to maintain my diabetes medication while we are doing this, this thing we call a fantasy." She nods slowly, and loudly states, "ramifications, ha! But in a good way...and no we don't know what it will bring in the end, perhaps...will we be sorry." I say perhaps, but "I would be so sorry that I may become homosexual with. .. a desire, a need for him. She hadn't planned it, and she didn't see it coming but there it was–Julie needed this black man."Jerome... I-I want you. I want you to fuck me. Please, Jerome, please–I need to feel like I am still desirable. Please take me someplace... any place... and fuck me. Make me feel needed and wanted. Please?" she said.She looked up at this man, fully a foot taller than her, and her eyes implored him. He knew she needed this."Do you live alone?" he asked her."Yeah, I have. When he came back his dick was erotic. I ask himM-where the hell you was?? And snap my dress from himD-sorry mam I was taking tea over thereM-sayali calls me sayali not mam and from half an hour you’re drinking tea in bathroom.D- no sorry really sorry.M-let it be.& I started wearing the dress while wearing that dress he was staring at my breast due to wet (water was cold) my nipple are easy seen. I got dress up & I look at him he was staring at my breast. I said let’s go we went to car I ask. I unbuttoned her t-shirt and stripped her off her bra to get a view of her milky boobs. I asked her to sit on my lap with her legs spread eagled she did same then we again started kissing passionately and hugging so tightly each other so that her tits can buried my chest Oahu god what a weight over my chest.My breath was going up and down with unbelievable pleasure when I hugged her and I made sure her cunt had the feel of my stiff rod. I spread my palm and placed it gently over her left.