‘I want you again too. Do you want to have sex again?’ I whispered softly into her ear. ‘Yes’, she moaned, putting her hands on my ass. It was...so easy, all I had to do was push into her, but I wanted to make it last a little longer this time. Her electric toothbrush was still sitting on her dresser, so I took it and placed it on her clitoris, doing very slowly so she would know what I was about to do, and hopefully wetten her cunt her a little more. ‘Turn it on’, she groaned, her back arching. The pressure of your tiny frame feels like the weight of the world. Your lips battle mine for fleeting moments of control. At war for what could have been an eternity we both raise our white flags to our kissing battle. "Come home with me?" I say breathlessly, offering you more should you accept my bargain. You reach out to take my hand. You plant a kiss along the base of every finger. "If you're a bird I'm a bird," you begin to say. Thank god I spent that day watching the notebook last. That day I had cooked a small casserole, for us both, simple and cheap, the smell had me as it had all that morning. I knew the k**s would not be home for dinner, they having had school meals, a state supplement. I felt like shit as usual, a skilled man underground, till the mine flooded, and closed, overnight I was now just another dole blunger, out of work, and unskilled on the surface. Not that there`s any bloody jobs, in this town the jobs had gone to incomers, while we slaved away. We exchanged looks, and soon determined he was the one we were to meet. We all got out, exchanged greetings, and went inside for burgers.Leon was a very nice looking very dark skinned black man six years younger than Jeena. He was about 6' and about 180# and quite fit. While he was very friendly, funny, and sociable, he was not really sexual towards Jeena at all. He later told us that, while he had dated a couple of white women, he had never been in a swinging situation before. He really liked.