The couple on the video soon faded into background noise. Every once in a while we’d both glance over to the screen to see them in various positions...The well endowed black man was now thrusting harder and the petite blonde matching his thrusts, just as Mandy matched mine.I’m not sure how many times she came. At least a dozen. Mandy was moaning and quivering when I felt my own orgasm swelling. I told her what she already knew.“Im gonna cum baby.” Mandy looked me in the eyes and said “Cum in me. Her feet shifted, to open her legs ... just a little, but everything she did was an invitation to him...Here! She seemed to be saying, look ... see ... touch ... feel...He was no saint, he was no god, he was only a man ... and it was an invitation that he could not refuse ... would not refuse.He reached out a slow slightly shaking hand, and lightly, gently allowed it to trail down from her collar bone, down into the valley between her breasts, down her midriff, only to fall away again at her. It's nothing scary. And it's not bad. You'renothing frighteningly new or mutated. And whether your like it or not,evolution, fate, God, or whatever has its talons so deep into you, youdon't even notice. Every sex thought is just second nature to you. It'snatural. Don't fight it. Life's too short to pretend you're not you. Weget a handful of decades, parceled out like the universe is suffering ascarcity of time! It isn't fair. Don't get tricked into wasting what fewyears you have moping in a. But surprisingly cosy with him, I got up and switched off the telly, climbed into the futon and sunk into the sheets. It was too dark to see each other, so I kept my eyes open, looking into the blank space where he was. Listening to the sound of his slow, peaceful breathing, I wasn’t expecting much, and turned over. For about five minutes, I lay still. Just lying there with him was enough to make my heartbeat irregularly fast and I even wondered at the fact that he couldn’t hear it, it thumped.