"You want me, don't you?" I murmured, and my breath was warm on his face.He nodded, sinking into the deep brown pools of my *kajal*-rimmed eyes that g...ittered with a strange flame."Then take me, Mahesh," I whispered. "Fuck me. Show me what you know."I pulled his head down to me and my lips flowered under his lips and my tongue snaked out to his mouth. He stilled himself and when he let his lips part, my tongue darted into his mouth, quick as an eel, flicking sexily against his. I held the kiss,. John’s fingers took over the territory where the hemline curved over her thighs. ‘I like it. It’s sexy on you.’ he breathed, looking down at her through his lashes. ‘I’ll remember this too, how you look right now.’ He stepped closer to bring their bodies together once more, his hands sliding around and over her hips. Gripping the cheeks of her bottom, he pulled upward, crushing her stomach into the thick ridge his cock had become. A low growl rumbled from his chest, and his hands moved on as. The real deal in terms of a sexy black lady.I felt captivated by this mature Mandy. I had never been with a black lady before. Either way, I was enjoying being in her company and enjoying our rather flirtatious conversation.Although she kept mentioning her loving husband, there was something about the manner in which she did it that made me think perhaps she was just playing a little and actually quite interested in me. She kept telling me how handsome I was and how lucky my wife Ana was.But it. .." I got interrupted."Stop." I struck a nerve?" I questioned, tilting my head quizzically."No, you didn't. Fuck me," she said simply, kissing me with a newfound passion. Slowly our mouths began to open and chests began to heave. I finally broke the kiss off.She commanded, "Get in. Back seat."We got in her Toyota Camry that she was in the progress of washing. I looked around, observing, when she stopped me in my tracks, grabbed my face and kissed me again. She straddled me. She took her shirt.