And that’s all she’d done. She’d hugged her brother-in-law, and only because he’d made her laugh. Harry had seen something that just wasn’t ...here. Then she had turned that hug into something that it wasn’t, because she believed that hug had killed her husband. Now that she was able to look at it from a different direction, the knot of hurt and self loathing began to loosen inside her. She’d felt guilty for fifteen years. She’d remained in mourning for fifteen years. And, now that she thought. She stood there, smiling and naked, her arms open wide. Ricky rushed at her, kissing her and wrapping his arms around her. He kicked her front door shut with his heel and pressed her forcefully against the wall. Her hands rubbed his chest. Pushing him away, she looked into his eyes. They were both gasping for air, their bodies aching for each other. With a growl, she ripped his shirt open, the buttons flying everywhere like missiles. He kissed her as she tugged his shirt down his arms and threw. Finally, it dawned on her. “Oh my god! That’s all itcovers!” she cried, staring at the bobbing black cock now lookinglike it had a shower cap on. “This isn’t going to work.”“Look lady, I’m going to fuck you either way. Now what’s it goingto be?”“Ok… but please keep the condom on,” she said, still staring atit. She feared the condom wouldn’t hold, but she really had nochoice, she had to let the black man fuck her. Hopefully, itwould stay stuck on the head and keep him from inseminating her.Next. Jasmine looked up and saw Ryan’s face above hers. She parted her lips and felt her lips meet with his. Jasmine exhaled and put her hands around Ryan’s head, pulling him in. She loved the way he felt against her and the male scent that filled her nostrils. She wanted to breathe him all in. Jasmine felt Ryan’s tongue slide into her mouth, tracing along her teeth and tickling her gums; her tongue entwined with his in a slippery dance. It felt so good. She was in heaven. How could a kiss be this.