"Totally joined from top to toe." But not at the lips." But we are at the eyes and I prefer that at the moment."He smiled at her. "So do I." He twitch...d again and she squeezed. "I could stay like this all night." You'd get cramp with me on top of you for that length of time." No. You're light as a feather."She slowly rotated her hips so that her clitoris rubbed against him and sighed happily again. He parted the cheeks of her bottom and stroked around her anus with one finger. She gasped and. Horns beeped. I waited for Marie to continue.She didn't."It was hugely erotic," I said casually."Oui. Pour moi aussi." Marie stopped walking. She looked at me and smiled, another slight blush emerging. "I showered with my little girl this morning for the first time since she was five years old." I noticed. Next time will you invite me?"Marie laughed. "I touched her," she said in a soft voice."You washed her?" No. I touched her, Sylvan. I gave my little girl a climax in the shower. It was so. "Ronnie said, "No bagels? Sounds like Michigan." Ronnie winked at me. "It's good stuff, huh?" Decadent," I groaned, sighing with an overfull stomach.Ronnie smiled as she crushed out her cigarette. "Yeah. It's a good feeling, isn't it? It's the only thing keeping me in New York. It's my dark side. My yin. My yang, too. Now I'm gonna order one for myself."Martha warned, "The waistline, Ronnie. Remember?" To hell with it," Ronnie said, waving for a waiter. "I want."Afterwards, we walked uptown. That and my love of cunnilingus and gentle rimming is what distinguishes me from other men of size....black or white. I've tried to become the best pussy eater that most wives have ever had. I even went so far as to ask a lesbian couple I know to train me in the art of pussy eating.Me: that's an interesting point. Not too many black men are into pleasing women orally.Bull: I absolutely love it. To me, her or dare I say, your orgasm is more important than mine. Ladies always come first with me..