We screwed each other senseless on each of the next few dates which were usually several days apart.Then reality hit. We’d just had a good and satis...ying copulation when I asked her to overnight on Friday. She asked me if I had any other girlfriends. I didn’t.She explained it should be obvious from our first time that she didn’t racially discriminate when it came to sex. There was another black guy besides my buddy, plus one white and one Latino that were dumping cum in her regularly. She’d. The tip flicked and explored, sliding over the tight walls that contained it before moving back and working its way u her skin and onto her clit once more, the contrast of feeling made Jennifer squirm and grip the bed sheets tightly in both hands as she felt the bubble of ecstasy within her lower abdomen and crotch build to bursting point.“Fuck!” the word issued from her mouth without even Jennifer knowing it was coming. The bubble had burst; the orgasm had come to its height and was washing. I drew my knees up as far as I could and took him in as far as possible. He was grunting with effort and I watched his face as he gave me a thoroughly good screwing. It dawned on me that I was having sex with my lover while other boys my age were only talking about it.He kept up this pace for a couple of minutes and my love hole burned with friction as he continually thrust inside, stretching and filling me. He opened his eyes and looked at me. There was utter pleasure and desire on his face. I. “Hey hey.” I hugged back.“The first time this year that I'm early.” Amber turned to my spouse. “You must be…”“Kevin.” He shook her hand. “You didn’t tell her my name?” he asked me.“I forgot. We were discussing other important items,” I replied.“Like pastries and professional dancing and priggish parents in our PTA.” She took a gander around the seating area. “And where is my…” Amber swiveled toward the bar. “Q! Ven aca. Over here.”The dark-haired man relinquished the menu and headed our way.Oh.