Just a hypothesis but ya black guys can comment and be the direct answer to that question. Anyways the reason I hadn’t been with a black man until 2...16 was I was sort of nervous and scared. For the most part they have big thick cocks, are more assertive, and more aggressive in sex. I guess prior to my 1st time with a black man, I was always curious but was too nervous to go through with it. Anyways….moving on to the winter of 2016...I used to attend an adult social club (sex club) often, like 3. "Stop it," I grunt, still grinding my ass up against his hard-on. "I can't handle it," I whimper, moving his hand on my pussy the slightest bit to make my point. Just then, I start to melt in his arms, to wish he would do much, much dirtier things to me. "I can't handle you," I whisper, this time letting go of his hands and turning around so that his hands slid over to my ass and I was facing him. Almost immediately I begun to kiss him with as much passion as I could, my legs going around his. .." Ice and lemon?" Please but go easy on the ice." OK, and a large whisky and soda with just a little ice?" How did you guess?"Sally grinned then added,"Not Bell's but Grouse and soda all the way." How did you know?" Oh, I'm telepathic but then you have been here once or twice."Richard laughed."Sorry, Deborah," he said, turning to her. "It sounds like I'm a regular old dypso." Yes! And a regular old flirt too!" Her face was dead pan but her eyes gave her away.Richard felt himself blushing. It took little more than a touch of Summer’s hand on her own to prompt Autumn to turn around. Their eyes met, and then so did their lips. It was as if all the years fell away in an instant. Autumn was once again a shy suburban girl in her first year of college, with limited sexual experience and an attraction to other women that both frightened and excited her. Tasting Summer’s lips was just like the first time – deep in the night in the dorm room they shared. She broke out into goose bumps as.