A lot of black tops refuse to kiss no matter what. The right kiss at the right time makes the sex so much hotter for both partners."He didn't give me ...nough time to ask him if I could kiss him right then. His mouth was on my mouth before I said another word, and that first kiss was long and passionate and erotic. After a minute or so, I got on top of him and straddled his body as we made out like we were two horny teenagers, gyrating my hips against his torso with both my arms wrapped around. ...Mrs. Brown who had been happy to steel glances before, was now looking, staring even, wide eyed and mouth open.I thought she was going to reach up and pull the STOP cord, hurl abuse or something that would surely get us thrown off the bus. She didn’t.Mrs. Brown had placed her left hand on her right breast and was gently manipulating her nipple beneath her bra. Her breathing was laboured, and she was actually enjoying the scene being played before her.Michelle’s fondling now had my engorged. She got into it and she played it loud. Those hips, they had a life of their own. And a smile, always a smile. Jim leaned against another car in his driveway, fingers gripping the neck of his beer bottle, thumb hooked into his pocket and smoked his cigarette, watching. What would it take? What would it take? “Man, I’d almost live with your mom just to come out here every night and watch her.” Jim’s reply was another drag on the cigarette. . " You should call the police Honey." I quickly closed my phone and sat down, heavily. Oh My GOD!I looked down at my cell phone, and hit 'last number dialed'. It was 4 9 6-5555. Well, there was one marriage that had ended, and the poor sap of a husband didn't even know I helped him out.So, I tried again.Chapter 2Rrriiiiinnnnggg, rrriiiinnnngg,"Hello?" Hi, Honey. This is Daddy. Is Mommy near the phone?" No, Daddy. Mommy's not home yet. I'm kind of worried about her. She's normally home by now. I.