There are problems with being comfortable with someone. One is that they can talk you into doing things you would normally avoid. With a sense of fore...oding, I agreed to visit the New York studio and tape a segment. As usual, I let Elspeth handle the details. I dislike driving in the City, so they agreed to have a car meet us in Connecticut. I had to drive the beater, which irritated me, but what can you do? We were picked up and driven to the studio. I spent an hour in makeup. Rather than have. "She whispered something to Jerry Smith who quickly nodded, then she nodded to Celeste and said, "I can't tell you how pleased and proud we are right now. We are now Americans! If you don't mind, we would like to sing a song for you. It was written by another immigrant to the United States who made good as a song writer. Although it is not his real name, he is best known by his pen name, Irving Berlin."With that she and Celeste began to sing God Bless America. It was the most beautiful and. I laughed when she got in and she asked whats so funny?I said you are ghetto as fuck and laughed some more. She said whatever no I ain't and laughed with me!We got in my truck and road home. I asked for a hug as soon as she got in my apartment and she said sure, so I hugged her and grabbed her phat ass to test her; to she if she would allow me to do so lol. She looked me in the eye and tried to kiss me then turned away, I couldn't help but laugh out loud because in my mind I was thinking that. I started pumping in and out of her, holding her hips and pulling them back as I thrust forward. It felt wonderful. I could see her face in the windshield as well as her breasts as the bounced and flowed back and forth as I fucked her from behind. She was smiling and moaning with pleasure. She met my eyes in the windshield and winked at me with lust and love written all over her face. I couldn’t hold on anymore. I hadn’t even felt the urge to cum until she winked at me. I unloaded my cum deep.