Her arms were under mine and locked, her tits tight against me. It seemed that only our lower bodies were in motion, fucking for dear life. "Don't hol... it back, my little black beauty, just let it flow," I told her. "Your body knows what it wants and how to get it."By this time she was fully conscious of what was going on and happening with her body. Her smile was beaming like sunshine thru the clouds. She twisted us around and leaned back against the side wall and lifted each foot to the top. God what a kisser! She began to feel warm. As the genie so passionately kissed Miriam, he placed one of his hands on the front of her man tailored shirt and with nimble fingers unbuttoned each of its buttons in quick succession. He pulled the shirt’s tails up out of her jeans then slid it back over her shoulders where it fell off her arms and onto the floor. She quickly forgot about George when the genie without hesitation unlatched her bra with one hand and removed it. He pulled his lips from. "Reality," she answered simply. "I'm not so naive to think that you're going to be able to continue on in supporting me away at school, at least for the time being anyway," she answered. "And even working a part-time job isn't the answer either. I've been studying hard, maintaining my near perfect grade level, but I also know, the moment I start having to work a part-time job in order to try and make ends meet, my grades will no doubt slip a little, I'll be too damn tired to study. So ... the. A few hours later they came back and the dude walked her to the door where they kissed goodbye. It wasn’t a French kiss, more of a peck on the lips. When she walked inside the guy turned and if I wasn’t mistaken, his shoulders slumped and he looked frustrated. Hope peaked inside me, maybe the date was a failure and there wouldn’t be any more?“Hey, Vanessa.” I called out the following morning. I was walking our dog and Vanessa came jogging towards me. She had black spandex pants and a sports top.