I worked my fingers back and forth over her g-spot. Suddenly, she shuddered as the first orgasmic wave rolled through her body, her legs involuntarily... clamping shut on my head. I moved my fingers back and forth feverishly. “Oh...oh...oh!” Samantha exclaimed. I slowly worked my way up her body with kisses to her abdomen and then to her luscious breasts, where I spent a great deal of time, sucking on her pencil eraser-tip-like nipples. By the time I made my way to the nape of her neck, the head. I can live with you in any place in the world you want it, I want to have a happy strong family. I am very romantic, ,serious, intelligent, and creative man . I have good warm clean heart like baby heart and I have big grow up mind like mind of wise&philosopher man. I have a house of four floors and I live alone, I speaks English and Arabic, high educated man, I am university graduate, I have got B.A. Bachelors in sociology, also I have got introductory of master's degree, I am social. I was speeding up. I held out my hands and she looked down. Just as she started to hold up her hand to mine, I let the keys drop and they fell ... slow...I turned and left her standing on the snowy steps. I didn't care who saw me. I didn't care what anyone thought. I had to get to the house and a little snow wasn't going to stop me.I could feel my body pumping, running, moving. The roads were slick, but not enough to make me go sliding past the turn. I got past the bridge, past the slow rise. ‘Not hungry.’ Ace was a mystery to Iverlei. His tall, slightly muscular figure was ever-present in her life but she knew little to nothing about him. He was about 23. Of Puerto Rican and Nigerian descent. A naturalized citizen, but she was unsure where he was born. He spoke the Pidgin English of the Nigerians as well as he did Spanish. He went to school with her brother and graduated a few years ahead of him. He was from the Badlands originally, the predominately Latino section of North.