Coffee was had somewhere else, we travelled with Imperial and on the way back to drop her, our hands touched, it felt so sweet. Just before I closed h...r door I gave her a kiss goodbye, she looked at me funny as she started the car and drove away. ‘Must be losing my touch,’ I muttered to myself as I got into the rental and drove away. My cell vibrated with a message from her. ‘Thank you, I had a great time,’ it said. I could see her stuck in traffic a few cars ahead of me. I could still feel her. I was pressing harder and she bent down a little and rested her head in my shoulder. I felt a little horny and I put my hand across her shoulders. We were chatting, and I became so horny and I thought of kissing her.First, I placed a kiss on her head while she was lying on my shoulders. She didn’t say anything, so I thought this as the green signal and was smooching her neck.I was in a good mood. I was kissing her, but she didn’t respond by kissing me. Even when we used to chat, she rarely used. It wasn't until the last available drop of my semen had been removed from my limp prick that I realized her nails were puncturing my ass and I complained.I said, "Owwww" and it sounded like a kitten, crying for some milk.She stood up. Her eyes were less wild now. She kissed me, and I tasted myself on her lips. I didn't even care.She pulled back."I love you," she said. "I'm sorry, but I just do. I'm sorry I lost control. You need to leave now." No I don't," I said, with what I'm sure was a silly. Basil never understood this part of Americanculture. In Britain, blacks and whites behaved about thesame, but here black men were like?big savages! ?Basil-wasil, don?t you wuv your Windy??the little voice came through the cell phone. Basil stroked the underside ofhis cock. ?Yes Lindy, I do love you, darling.? He was whispering, because theargument and laughs had gotten louder, and one more fellow had entered thebathroom, bouncing a basketball. ?Lindy wantsyou to come home so she can screw you.