He doesn’t budge, I keep my lips moving, my hand caressing his soft skin. I feel his lips start moving with mine, I open my eyes and see him staring... back at me as we kiss. I lift my leg over his naked body and climb on. ‘I’m..’ kiss ‘horny.’ kiss. He pulls me tight against him and kisses me hard, I feel his now hardened cock press against my inner thigh. I moan, his hands now squeezing my ass tight. I can’t get enough of this man, my man. I pull away from his lips and sit up, straddling him. He. He's a black man... my god, I never thought I would kiss a black man. I can't do this. She studied David waiting lips and her resolve faltered. Its just a silly game... a silly game... one kiss and I take Alan home... he's drunk as can be now anyhow. That will be my excuse. One kiss and we are out of here.She touched her lips to David's and, instead of revulsion, she found the feeling extraordinary. As soon as their lips touched, David began to move his lips in ways Alan had never done.. Civic elections were held on the last Monday in October and the frantic pace of trying to get our candidate's message out was ramped up to the max. There were times when I was spending more time on the campaign than on my studies but fortunately I wasn't yet falling behind. I would be happy when this was over with however despite the welcome income it provided.When the results were in, our guy had lost but only by a couple of hundred votes. When I watched the returns on TV that night I was. After I tried on the other outfits I told him I wanted to show him something else.”“What was it?”“I modelled these for him.”Good grief! Her fantasies keep getting wilder. “That would only be right since he helped pick them out. I take it you were in the dressing room.”She teases him, “Of course. I couldn’t model it outside. He joined me just like you did that one time.”“I remember. That was pretty hot, not knowing who was in the other booths.”“Well honey, what do you think? I want to wear it.