By the time we got to thedestination, I was becoming loose from my tequila.I enjoyed drinking and dancing, knowing that no hangover would be theprice ...for indulgence. It surprised me when he gave me a gold necklace hehad bought for his girl. It must have been quite a fight. I loved how myclothes elicited soft and silky sensations as I drank and was guidedacross the noisy dance floor. My peripheral vision had become blurred asRandy spun me this way and that.As his showing off to other patrons. Because her pussy would grip my harder and then squirt her juices all over my cock. At one point she started giggling for all the pleasure she was having. She said I found her giggle spot. We fucked like that for at least a half hour then she said she wanted to suck on me again.She sat at the edge of the bed and started sucking me. After a little bit she went and go the lotion. I figured she was going to tit fuck me while she sucks on me. We did that once before and it was amazing. But I was. ‘After all, your chest is much more interesting than mine!!!’ After a light dinner, as I finished drying the last of the dishes, my girlfriend disappeared for a moment. When she returned, she held the same color of lipstick in her hand. ‘Mark me,’ she pleaded softly. I raised a questioning eyebrow. ‘You want me to put on lipstick and then kiss you all over your chest, just like you did with me this morning?’ I asked for clarification. She nodded, a slight smile curling up the edge of her. Growing up in the diverse city of Marseille, she was exposed to a lot of multiculturalism. Attending a school with a majority made up of African, Asian and Arab students boosted her self-esteem. She grew up to be a strong Black woman, even though she lived among the bigoted and dreadful French. I’m so glad to see that. In Canada, I’ve met a lot of Black women who seem meek and docile, except when they’re around Black men, then they get hostile. They seem oblivious to the bigots all around us.