My tongue darts out tasting his balls and slowly circling his ass hole as i feel his mouth on my clit piercing. God! I’ve dreamt of this for so long... I moan and he bites down sending me over the edge...Rob climbs up on me and slides into my hot pussy feeling my wetness engulf him. He tries to go slow but I'm pulling him deeper,rising up to meet his thrusts. My nails digging into his ass as i start to cum...he feel me squirt and cover us both in my hot juices. He’s pounding my pussy hard and i. I was haf tempted to join him but thought I would take the opportunty to get dressed........I threw on a black dress, hold ups and my hairpiece, quickly re-arranged it and slipped on a condom (while he was showering).....and no panties.I was dressed quicker than I had thought and it was some time before he appeared from the bathroom dressed in only my dressing gown which was far too small for him, he was well built , taller and far more powerful than me, and he sat next to me on the sofa, not. He often heard Black men and Black women making disparaging remarks about each other, more so than any other race. It didn’t matter if they were Afro-Caribbean, continental Africans or North American-dwelling African-descended people like those found all over the U.S. and parts of the Confederation of Canada, they all had the same problem. Raphael didn’t have time for romance. Or casual sexual encounters for that matter. His life simply didn’t allow for these simple pleasures. He was twenty six. And here I was, sitting at thistable, looking across at my best friend, the one person in this crazyworld who made me feel slightly less crazy, and I just had no idea whatto do."Get away from him!"Well, that's certainly one option. I turned around to see who'd yelledthat out, and -- to both my complete surprise and no surprise at all --it was Monica."Monica," I said shocked. "What are you doing here?" Clearly saving you from yourself," she said."Hi Nikki," Mark said."You," she said, pointing at.