She stood up, put an arm around my neck and kissed me.‘Make love to me Ronnie; take me to that other place. I want to feel the way only you can make...me feel.’I desperately wanted to believe her words but for a short while, little Ronald softened. Sara didn’t notice as I scooped her up in my arms and laid her on the bed. Her nipples were prominent and clearly visible through the fabric. I lay down beside her and started to stroke her body. I pulled her close to me as I ran my hands over her back. I felt myself melting to his gaze, his eyes staring directly into mine with that seductive look that promised me the world.He ordered a Black on the rocks, making me smile at his choice in liquor and he ordered a refill for me. Turning back to me he said very seductively, “So what’s a pretty girl like you sitting all by your lonesome in a place like this?”I couldn’t hold in my blush before saying, “Just looking to relax after work,” I sighed, leaning against the bar, my tits straining to stay. " Jordan looked at him as his eyes stared at her chest. "Still the horndog, I see." She shook her head and stormed out of the building. #"No way!" Sherry yelled at her sister. Jordan had driven to Sherry's house and told her what she had done. "That motherfucker has slept with nearly every woman in town, and he has caused half as many break ups. No fucking way!" "Shh," Jordan said trying to quiet her loud sister. "You got a better idea?" They were outside in the garage. Sherry looked around. With his two wives, sex was 'enjoyable', to a certain degree, but with them it seemed more duty than lust. With Mara, it had been entirely lust, and no duty! She had enjoyed HIM, and for who he was, and not for any cultural expectations. As Omar worked his way down Mara's pale, slender, and so very young and vigorous body (the paleness was like the finest silk imaginable), he lingered over her tummy; kissing it. He worked his way down to her pinkish labia, where his black cock had momentarily.