Exactly how I like them.We had been dating for a few months and moved in with each other. We were having sex weekly. She was all natural, a jet black ...bush. I loved that too.One night we were settling down for bed and I began putting on the moves. Playing with her hair, making out, gentle kisses, hand brushes over her. She responded well.She began to return the sentiments. Kissing me, touching me, playing with me through my boxer briefs. I slide her pajama pants down and begin fondling her. Amit took a bottle of water from the table and gave it to me.Amit: Here, dear have it and he poured some in my mouth.I drank half the bottle and said to Amit.Sadiya: Amit, Please do not use the language like Bitch?Amit: Sadiya, take it easy, I didn't mean it, It's just for some sexual arousal or temptation those words are used.Sadiya: Which type of words?Amit: Bitch, whore, darling, sexy, etc.Sadiya: But, I am not used to those types of words.Amit: Ok, Baby cool down. It is not to degrade or. "In we go, I really need some big hard black cock inside me!" She smiled moving away from the car. I closed and locked the car and followed Brandi across the road to our club of choice.Brandi walked up to the door of the club, where four large black doormen stared at her sashaying toward them. Smiling at the doormen provocatively, one of the guys said.“Good evening sexy lady. A lady as fine looking as you there will be no cover charge!”Brandi smiled at him, walking over to him she placed her. She tells me it’s not a date, but she insisted on cooking for me. Apparently she’s a chef, and loves to cook. I've never had a chef cook me a dinner like this, so who am I to say no? I slip into a short black mini dress, and head off to hers. Thankfully, the night has brought some cooler air, but not by much. Arriving, I’m greeted by a beautiful redhead. Her name is Rachel, and she is about twenty five. She has an amazing smile, and a warm feeling about her. She’s all full of giggles, and.