My own spirit quivered like a bowstring as I observed my friend just breathing in and out. It soared keenly, falcon-like, when I watched him settle in...to a peaceful sleep. I resisted reaching out and touching him with every fiber of my being, fighting every urge of nature with an equal moral urge that shouted, ‘NO! Don’t break the spell. Hold it in your hands and heart and let it fill you. Be uncomfortable in its presence, let it dare you. If you touch him, you will die’. Every time now I. .. well, er ... thanks for last night. It was lovely. You do so build my ... uh ... Self-confidence, ... you know???"James leaned and kissed her offered lips, the taste of her lipstick charming his mouth as the tip of her tongue sought his. They stood pressed together, he leaning against the car, her leaning tightly pressed against him. She spread her stance and straddled his leg, feeling his hardness against the juncture of her thigh and body. That tender area of her body could feel his heat. "Oh, yes," I say as our lips meet.We kiss. Lightly, gently at first, our lips barely grazing each other, then longer and deeper. Kisses as sweet, as enticing as dark chocolate, tongues sliding into open mouths, first tentatively, just tasting, then more insistently. Dancing and tangling. We kiss until the characters on the screen are just a blur. The movie theatre fades away and the whole world is just the two of us, mouths together, bodies yearning for more and more. We kiss until we are out. A nice older (63 yo) black guy (Ted) asked me from his truck if I needed help. We talked and then thanked him and asked if I could help him for helping me. We walked over to his truck and got in his sleeping quarters. Gave him some more intimate show of my nice ass, turned around, unzipped his pants and began sucking his uncut cock. He couldn't believe it and I told him I love black men. I stripped down to my lingerie, black stockings and pretty panties. Pulled his pants and shirt off and.