Giving him a true physical sign that I was turned on and his body was making me feel pleasure. I continued to ride him. Squeezing him. He began to moa... and never opened his eyes again. In between his moaning he said, “Oh, Baby Doll, I’m goin’ to … God hold on…. givin’ you a baby now. I feel your beautiful pussy sucking the cum out of me. Ooooo.. baby, it’s time. I want this seed up in you. My God, you are a sweet baby doll. Feel me.. I’m about to… I’m about to… Oh.. sweet Jesus, I’m spermin’. She tried to relax her bladder, wishing this wasn't happening, face going red in the darkness. It was harder than she'd thought, her body not co-operating. It still thought this wasn't the place to go. Finally a single squirt of pee splashed out of her and she jolted in shock. The warmth hit her foot and at the same time a hand began stroking her bottom. Her body froze, her peeing stopped, bladder screaming for release, still desperate to go."Is that you?" Hannah found herself asking, almost. In my relationships with black women, they could never relate to the manner in which I communicated my feelings for them. As a result, my every relationship with a black woman ended in failure.Don’t get me wrong. I don’t blame them and am not disappointed in how things turned out. I’m just providing this small piece of background so that you will understand that my relationship with Jessica was not initiated based on my having a desire for a white girl. As far as I’m concerned, I could have had. The water runs over our mouths and closed eyes, you arms are about my neck, our mouths are wet and soft on one another.I fall to my knees, unable to hold back any longer, and pressing tou back against the tiled wall, I gently part your legs, and push my mouth on to your vagina, thrusting my tongue between your labia lips, seeking your clit, and you sweet wetness, beyond the falling water.I lick and suck with an urgency born of love and lust, drawing your lips in to my mouth, until I can nibble.