"Thinking about her?" "No, as a matter of fact..." He held her foot to him and felt himself grow larger. His hands shook, but he caressed her muscled ...alf. He sat up slightly and kissed her knee, his hands under her skirt brushing up the back of her thigh. "No, I was thinking about how goddamn sexy you are, and I never really noticed." He knew he sounded lame-- he couldn't explain himself; he couldn't look at her. She was absolutely still for a moment, then she held his head to her knee with. We got outside and Suzy was doubled up laughing so much that tears werecoming down her face."Oh that was so good, so funny and so hot, damn girl, where did youlearn to kiss a guy like that." I didn't do anything," I argued, he just forced himself on me."Well you seemed to be enjoying the attention," she said."No really, I just couldn't get away', but had she planted a seed, did Ireally enjoy it?"Right, onwards and upwards, we still need a few more sweets as we haveto have full buckets."I. She was tight and she moaned and groaned and said I missed this thick dick baby and dragged me and kissed me hard and probed my mouth. She locked her legs around my waist and began using her cunt muscles on my dick. Man I always loved her fucking for this. She really knew how to exercise and get a man hot and herself all the pleasure.I fucked her with short strokes and sucked and bit her breast and kissed her neck and bit her lips and suckled her breasts and kneaded her ass then I fingered her. Interesting. I dated a couple of black guys in college. More important than cock size (and one of them WAS larger than normal) was all the baggage they brought with them - it was like they could never figure out who they were, or what they wanted to be. When they got with their friends they were totally different than the guy I thought I was dating. They adopted another persona. Then they would change again if they were the only Black in the crowd - another persona. It took all the fun out of.