. i was smooching her . . and she was responding to me in perfect rhythm….. her breaths were getting heavy. We sat on the Sofa, and we were kissing ...passionately. then, i moved towards her neck, shoulder, kissing.. and then i tried to remove her shoulder strap of her sleeveless kurta. She was there, with her eyes closed, and a sweet smile on her face. I whispered – Amu, shall i go ahead . .? And she just nodded her head. . . i started unbuttoning her Kurta from behind. Meanwhile, she started. . I did not get a letter in return, but I did get a phone call from Helen’s father. Ralph asked what happened between his daughter and me. I explained that I really did not know, other then she stopped accepting dates with me. I went on to explain what I did know, and what Helen had told me.I also explained that I was not against Helen dating others, but I thought that it was only common courtesy to tell me before I made the drive back home.Her father said he was sad that it was over, and that. She nodded, her face covered in cum and slobber. "By the way, I lied about Chris being with Dad," she said. "He's asleep upstairs. I only told you that because I wouldn't be able to fuck you if I did,"So she had lied to me to have sex with me? I thought to myself. "You didn't have to lie to get me to fuck you," I chuckled. "Good," she replied. "Now, follow me."Kennedy proceeded to grab my hand, and led me into the next room over. She pushed me on the bed and we started to make out. I cupped her. We had then both been fucked and sucked two BBC at the same time sat right next to each other in a booth.I felt my juices running down my leg, god this woman knew how to get me going and make me horny and yes, my mind did now think of having a BBC instead of my husbands little white dick.I said so will you come over and help me, there will only be 6 of them, so we should be able to handle that without any trouble.Wendy said we should have the party for the black jocks and tell the girls to go.