Julie has proved that she is definitely charge of our sexual relations, she had let me fuck her 2 or 3 times and each time she would not let me cum in...ide her only on her belly or tits. My dad called round for a chat with Julie while I was at work. As I came home his car was parked in the drive, I parked on the street and walked in. My dad was sat on the chair and Julie was bringing him a coffee. I said hi to him and waited for Julie to put down his coffee, I then gave her a kiss. My Dad said. " I looked at her and her eyes moved back and forth searching mine. I smiled and said, "Why?"She just shrugged her shoulders and said, "You know? Roommates and all that shit?"She was searching. I could tell she wanted me to prove her wrong. "I don't care if you don't care." I said. Hoping she would kiss me again or put her hand on my moist crotch, I waited. She looked at the door and I followed her gaze, no one was there. "Don't you think we should go to a room or something?" She said. I was. Such a dull and unimaginative sexual brutality. How could a man derive pleasure from forcing himself on a female against her will? It was just mechanical stimulation not much different than fucking a watermelon or one of the goats. But those white men were only a****ls anyway, so it was fitting.The hungry sucking sounds continued from below. "Come on master. Give it to me." Slurp... Suck... Suck... "You know what I want. Mmmfff... Please? Please cum for me?"He would. Soon. The. It turns me on how he can control the car and weave in and out of traffic and react to accidents with quick reflexes. Tonight has been a good night, its been a hot sticky night but the car has been running great, and Chase won his heat race and we are just waiting for his feature, which is the last race of the night, and its sprint car night at the track, so it will probably be late before he races. I always love the way he looks in his race suit, but tonight especially it really is turning.