Anyways we started kissing that night down in the bowling circle and remember it's pretty dark and she whispers in my ear, I'm so wet and I want you t... fuck me right now. Now as she telling me this my dick is getting rock hard and she's unbuttons and unzips my pants and pulls my dick out and begins to stroke it. I'm looking around making sure no one can see us and when I seen the coast was clear I raised her little sundress she was wearing and pulled her underwear to the side and began rubbing. A few months go by, life seems like normal but I have to say, 'Edna you are somewhat happier as of late.' I have to agree. The more I give it thought, the more I know I was turned on by what Hank did not know I saw that night, rubbing my half-glasses under his balls, then licking and smooching my glasses. Yes, he so has a fetish and YES I do like it. Hank is a bit romantic, he seems like the type who would love being close to me all night long and not fall asleep after he got off.I go to visit. Jeanette was a light-skinned black woman with some Cherokee in her blood. She was a strong, beautiful woman of only 31 with straight, jet black hair that always covered her well toned shoulders and back. She frequented the pool regularly, and had an exceptionally svelte figure. Jeanette had Afro-American features, but her lips were not as thick as many. Her skin was a flawless, dark coffee color. She was well proportioned with nice round breasts with wide, dark protuberant nipples.The young. She was getting aroused and I was getting aroused. By now neither of us was concerned about the people around us. I could feel that I was going to cum and tried to indicate to her to stop. It was pointless as she was to far gone herself. I felt that her love juices had started as I continued to finger fuck her cunt. Then I felt her cunt grab my 2 fingers so hard and then I felt hot love juices on my fingers dripping to my hand. She bucked a bit and let out a slow small groan. I knew she had.