Other women, although confident, were not quite so adventurous. There seemed to be a wicked gleam in her eye most of the time he was out with me."Do s...mething for me?" she asked at the end of our date as she had opened her door for me to leave. We had just finished a very intense make out session when she had abruptly announced that I had to go as she was going to have to get to work early the next morning. My hopes had been temporally dashed for some under the cover action. She saw the look on. We sat in the car for a while and I realized he was little scared and nervous. It was completely random that I found a man, but I was fine with it because frankly my pussy needed penetrated in the worst way, and not to promote a stereotype, but honestly, I was hoping that Oronjelo was a typically well hung African stud.I didn’t realize how much work it was going to take to get things going though. Eventually we started making out and I was getting quite worked up and really felt the desire to. She rubbed some of my cum with her finger and looked in my eyes and licked it off her finger. She whispered "that was nice" and kissed me on the lips and got out of bed and went in her bathroom. The next morning I woke up and she was sleeping with her bra and panties back on. I quietly got out of bed and went in the bathroom to take a bath. I filled the tub and got in. I kept thinking about the night before and got hard again. I lathered some soap on my hand and started rubbing my dick. Than. They seemed like such a happy couple. Its been almost a year, Rachel, he stated, letting go of my hand. She wont .. you know. I mean, you know I love her. If sex is all I wanted in the first place, I wouldnt have waited a year. I was surprised at his frankness. John and I had been friends since we were in the fifth grade, and he was an open guy. Sex was part of our daily conversation but we had never discussed sex with Bella involved. I opened my mouth to say something but no words came out..