It was differentfrom the cold air and I could feel them tighten. I instantly realizedwhat I was doing to Monica's body and stopped. I took a few mor...cleansing breathes grabbed my pink tank-top and white floral patternedpanties from the floor. My panties, I thought. I put my pink tank-topon carefully stretching it over my boobs. The material felt softerthen one my shirts, but strangely harsh on my nipples. Unlike one ofmy shirts, the tank-top was tight exposing all of my curves and. Instead, it will be one of the nights of hard, fast fucking! Though my favorites are those that take hours as we explore each other in every way, this is not the night for that! It is a raw fuck night! It is necessary!He meets me at the door; we climb the half flight of steps to the living room. I turn to him as I set my things down and flip off my wrap. I am near desperate by now. I grab him and he envelopes me, pulling me closer, our mouths pressing into each other, our tongues darting,. This was my reward for the pleasure I was about to bring them.Sometimes we'd return and I'd hear whispered talk with the expression "never happen".A kiss and a quickie doesn't make a guy a HOMO.I've heard that expression from many of my black lovers friends over the years.Then,quite suddenly,they'd contact me and wonder if they can come over to talk.If I liked them,I'd invite them over.They did want to be assured that they'd be meeting me as a woman as they'd only seen me out on the town,all. Audrey looked up at her young man’s face to reassure herself it was the same young man she had welcomed into her home a half an hour ago. His handsome face looked strained and his eyes were closed. Audrey leaned forward again to hold the jeans and underwear:“Just step out of these.” She croaked. The boy lifted one foot after the other out of his clothes, while this nurturing white woman’s face was no more than a foot from his crotch. Audrey took in the musky scent of him. She was surprised at.