Moving my body and curves in ways he couldn’t imagine with a white girl. So much, that he didn’t know what to do. It appeared now that I was forc...ng him. His face gave off the look of pleasure and weakness and he soon gave in to me. He was in awe as I started to take him more, and his grin was soon wiped off his face. “you fucked with the wrong Black chick huh” I said, giving him the same grin he had been giving me. “Shit!” he gasped in pleasure as he tensed up. the reactions of him became. ”Just when Simon was thinking it actually that wasn’t a bad idea, his mother scuppered the idea. “He doesn’t need any fashion tips from you Mandy, thank you very much. Unlike his father, my Simon has a mind of his own and isn’t easily led.”Simon watched as his mother turned on her heel and walked over to the kitchen sink, attacking the dishes with a sponge in a very annoyed fashion. Her shoulders were ramrod straight and the tension in the air was almost palpable.Mandy rolled her eyes at. The incidence happened recently in the month of December 2013, my wife was based in Singapore for one of her short term projects and as stated it was tough time for me (sexual life J).One fine day I got a call from one of my friends from Bhopal to attend his brother’s marriage.As usual I thought of ignoring once, but an urge of having fun made me to accept the invitation. I knew my friends nature (college days) and his adventurous skill of catching a woman.Finally I packed my bags and planned. I began to melt and started to feel a flutter in my abdomen. He put on some Kenny G. light jazz, then he gently pulled me close and we began to dance. Since I am a little over 5' tall and even in heels his groin was just about level with my navel. It was not long before I began to feel him rubbing against me. The more we danced the closer he held me as his body rubbed my nipples and made them hard. He is an agile dancer and could bend his knees so that his bulge would brush my pubic bone.