I could tell everyone was thinking then Ken finally said ‘Why not a white k**?’ and he went on about the difference between a single independent m...ther with a mixed race c***d versus a married woman with a black husband. Her opinion is why not keep it, then she points out how white my Rita looks. I expect Rita’s look is just luck and you can’t count on that. Heck, except for the hair you would not expect her daddy is black. Conversation over waffles got into Catholic dogma and her strong. Softly at first then harder, and her body started to shake. So I held her tight, and softly stroked her hair.“It’s all right baby, it’s all right.”, I softly cooed into her ear.“I love you so much that I will do anything that you ask me to do, I go with you anywhere you want us to go, and yes even have your baby. But do know this I am head over heels very deeply in love with you Mr. Herrmann Wright.”, She sobbed back.That was the first time she ever used my first name, that I could remember.“I. I stepped inside and the door closed behind me.Turning around, I found her - “Fuck me” I thought to myself. She was stark naked except for a pair of high heels.“Surprise” she exclaimed.I silenced any further words from her - I stepped forward taking her in my arms, with a hand on her firm ass, and a hand behind her neck. My lips met hers in a passionate kiss - initially she didn’t react, but after a couple of seconds she started to turn the kiss.My hand on her ass grabbed her firm ass cheek,. I watched as Melissa talked with different guys and danced with a few. I watched as she ground her ass in to the crotch of a few, little did I know she was trying to get a "feel" for the size of their cock.After while Melissa came walking over with a tall skinny African American guy, "Honey this is Jared." Hi Jared, how are you?" I said"Me, I'm pretty good, how are you man?" Jared said back.We sat there trying to talk and little did I know, Melissa was rubbing his cock through his jeans under.