I responded in my usual way and put my hand down the front of her bikini bottoms. Similar to earlier in the week she started to get wet and then surp...ised me by turning around to change the direction she was laying, pushed down her bikini bottoms and lay with her legs wide open. In a few strokes I could feel she was very relaxed, I had three fingers inside her and I could hear slurping because she was so wet. Shortly after she had an orgasm and she pushed my hand into her. Jean pulled up her. She slid the velvet box out and into her trembling hand. When she opened the box she could see a small gold music box charm. It was beautifully detailed she wondered how they did such beautiful things. ‘Open it please.’ he said. ‘Really?’ she asked as she took the charm in her hand and opened the lid the delicate sound of the song ‘Music of the Night’ from Phantom of the opera spilled out beneath her shaking fingers. ‘Oh Blake, WOW.’ ‘ I knew it would be perfect for you the minute I saw it I. Just 30 minutes into the meeting …she had just drained her drink… Roxie stood up and smiled and said “Let’s go someplace and fuck”…I started my middle-aged asshole speech about taking it slow etc and getting to know one another…and she said…”Look, I’m not asking you for anything but a few thousand sperm…You wouldn’t buy a car without a test drive would you? I’m not going to agree to be your sugar baby unless I know you can fuck.” I got up and followed her outside…which was a good thing since. A few have even tried their lines. Nonehave worked, and none ever will. I am a lesbian. I’malso black.I remember clearly the first time I had sex. It was notexactly what I had expected it to be, but it was not adisappointment. He was a skilled lover, and I reallyliked it. Yet I felt that something was not quite right.Oh, I liked the feel of his thickness as it soothed theitch between my thighs with its constant in and outtechnique, but I just knew that this was not all Iwanted from sex..