Anyway, one night at an underground watering hole that I frequently visited she came up to me. I'll call her Lori, since that was her name, and she was a little spitfire. She was not at all like the woman I had mostly dated before. Most of my former lovers had been full bodied women with big tits. Not because of any preference of mine necessarily but rather those were the girls that most often hit on oral me. My thinking back then was don't hit on women, but flirt mercilessly, and the girls aggressive enough to hit on you are not only totally down to fuck, but probably aggressive in the bedroom Bondage too. By that I don't mean violent or anything but you know, like the kind of girls who are more likely to suck cock. I love eating pussy but sex is about power exchange so I also love getting my cock sucked by a girl who at least likes to do it. See, I anal don't fuck, I make love. Even if I barely know you, even black if it's a one night stand. I never do it with anything less than my whole heart because I know that every time could be my last, and I don't want to go out like no halfassed little bitch. But back to the bar; First of all she was small in stature, which I didn't notice at first sitting next to her at the bar. However I did notice her curly black hair and the sperm freckles across her button nose. It also didn't take a hell of a long time for me to figure out that she wanted my attention and didn't mind buying me drinks to get it, which was my jam back then. I only had to suggest once that I might have to go soon because I was out of money and she immediately volunteered, "I'll buy your drinks man, stay here and hang out with me!" Now let me make it clear that I am not a complete whore. If she hadn't been pleasant company I wouldn't have stayed. I mean I totally would've downed a couple of free drinks but then I would have split instead of drinking with her until last call and going back to her place. Misty was mortified, she scooted black back pushing his face from between her legs. I dont always like to make my man cum that fast. Her skin was fair but not pale. Seeing her own boy’s big innocent eyes staring at her from a thicket of her frizzy pubic at the moment of orgasm is a climax trigger any mother can understand and appreciate. I was at the top with Marissa number two, then Becky, our son James, anal and then Sam was farther oral down the list, a group of my wife's friends between them. It was Thanks Giving. I approached him, grabbed his rock-hard cock and pulled him gently saying, “C’mon boy, let’s go!” I nodded my Bondage head. Replied Roger. She was so aroused her entire body needed relief. People always dropped in after there was sperm a death in the family. "Uh, hell yeah!