Then I started twisting my body, trying to get him off of me. As I tried to push him off, my legs spread apart slightly. This allowed his knee to slip...between my legs. He was so strong he was able to pry my legs apart such that he could slip both of his legs in between mine. He then slid his body down so that his cock was now nestled against my pussy lips. My pussy was so slick and wet that I couldn't hide the fact that his fondling had greatly aroused me. "Please don't" I pleaded one more. Most likely it's my first gig and probably my last, a twofer. I said laughing.My name is Tom what's yours?" he asked."I'm Sylvia," I said."Sylvia if you would like, I get off at 11pm and that is twenty minutes from now. I still have a drink now in then, in the local cop bar. I would be thrilled to buy you a drink after work," I'm afraid not Tom," he looked sad with my answer. "But I'm starved and in no condition to drive in a strange town. Why don't you drive me to an all night diner, Some. Taking a few deep breaths, you calm yourself as you smile softly. Once again your nipples get rock hard between my fingers. My hand now feels your sweet body; invades your pussy lips, touches your round buttocks, feels your hard thighs…I tap your ankles, signaling for you to open them. Spreading them wide, you are now fully exposed to me; naked, bound, blindfolded, panting and wet... so very wet…Your shaven mound is shining with moisture and I love it…You feel my fingers skim up the inside of. Antwan's sexual prowess in bed eclipsed mine. Sex with him satisfied my wife in so many ways that was impossible for me to compete with. My wife's tall black mate possessed and projected an strong masculinity, one that appealed to Anna's undeniable and deep feminine impulses. She could not resist gravitating to him. The contrast of his smooth black body against her firmly soft white skin excited and thrilled her. She delighted in how forward he was in flirting with her. The sound of his deep.