Then he noticed her breasts. From his vantage point, he could see the separation between them. The cleavage was so erotic. He could tell her breasts w...re larger than he first imagined when he saw how tight her blouse was.He reached to the ledge, got the paper and pen, and gave them to her. She made her notes then set the items on the floor beside her. She took the tape measure and measured from his waist to his ankle. After making her notes, she stared up at him."Could you spread your legs. A girl gets used to looking up at the ceiling when she is in bed with a man – well she does spend a lot of time on her back! But with Jason her eyes had been closed most of the time, such was the passion of their sex. She could feel his seed trickling down onto the bedsheet beneath her; warm, sticky cum, vigorously thrust into her, now slowly oozing out. It had always been an exciting fantasy to be fucked by a black male; not just fucked but taken, and Jason had done just that. Taken advantage. ” He was already undoing his belt buckle so I did as he requested. I was just starting to push them down my hips when he lowered his jeans to mid-thigh, his hard, heavy cock swaying before him. I stared down at him, wanting to wrap both of my hands around him. Before I had the chance, he grasped my hips, spun me around then roughly pulled my pants down. “Oh yeah,” he said, placing his hand on my ass, sliding his fingers down to my pussy. “Are you nice and wet for me, little lady?” “Yes,” I. )And that was the truth, too. When she last laughed, she touched my hand, and I looked into those large brown eyes, and all of a sudden I wanted her very much.The two of us talked, mostly with each other, for another hour. I found that when I was not talking to Linda my mind was working over the idea of going to bed with her, and at the end of that hour I barely had to say a word to her to reach an agreement and a plan. Through indirect comments (there was no really private place there) we.