His name was Drew. I couldn't see his face up close in his picture, but something about him caught my eye. He was tall and even from a distance, I cou...d see he was in great shape in shorts and a fitted t-shirt. In his dating profile, he mentioned wanting a great kisser. That really grabbed my attention. I have always thought kissing was one of the most important elements to build and sustain a relationship. Historically, men I met did not put enough importance on a great lip lock. And it had. I was out on Saturday afternoon walking around the mall, when I ran into Darnell, my black Boss, who had fucked me days before.“What a nice coincidence, just now your hubby is away from town” The giant black man said, as a big smile appeared in his face. As I talked to him, I started to get wet as I recalled the situation some days ago; when Darnell had fucked me in his office…We walked to our cars together and he finally asked me if I wanted to come over his home for a drink. I knew he wanted. The first half second after I stop with my fingers, you are spewing for the second time this evening and I am getting my face washed in your love fluids. I am drinking what I can, and finish sucking and licking up our combined love juices. I am holding you close to my body as we drift off to sleep with you in my arms. We are on our sides and my cock is nestled securely in between your cheeks against your pussy. A storm is brewing outside and the wind gusts are rocking the truck while the sound. Yet otherwise, then again, if there’s nothing else to do, I imagine we can go on ordering more coffee and tea, or maybe even have some buttered toast or dessert. However, in stark comparison, after being so, so comfortable only minutes before, returning again to having rambled conversations about the weather, or simply refilling our beverages, doesn’t seem quite as appealing anymore. After all, I would prefer trying to provoke you instead, with more playful and suggestive questions like, ‘What.