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A Baby for Fran
Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: Interracial Sex, Author: ArizonaRob, Rating: 87, Source: xHamster
followed me to our table and helped me hand out the drinks. I thanked him for helping me and he asked if he could sit for a while. "I'm in town on business and don't have anyone to talk to," he said. Of course, we let him sit, since he had kindly helped me and he sat between Christy and me. Jack was a handsome man. He was the sort of black man that is even attractive to girls who aren't attracted to black men, like Denzel Washington. He wore a pressed blue shirt with slacks and a sport coat, and his clothes and graying hair distinguished him. Jack soon charmed my friends and his easy manner and conversation made him the center of attention at our table. As he spoke, he often moved his knee over to rest against mine. Our glasses started to run low and it was Christy's turn to buy a round, but Jack insisted on buying the next one—on the condition that I dance with him. I blushed and tried to decline, but the girls teased me until I said yes. What was one dance for a round of drinks? So, I said I would dance with Jack, and he asked me to come to the bar to help him carry the drinks back. While we were waiting for our drinks, I said "It's nice of you to buy us a round." "You don't need to thank me. I should thank you for letting me spend an evening with four pretty girls." I couldn't remember the last time a man had called me a girl. After we dropped off the drinks, Jack hustled me off to the dance floor. I hadn't danced much in years, but I keep myself ... in shape, so it came back to me pretty quickly. Like all black men, Jack was a wonderful dancer. He made all the white men on the floor seem very awkward. I was almost sorry when the song ended, but as I was turning to go back to the girls, the deejay started a slow song and Jack stopped me. "I said I'd buy a round if you'd dance with me. I didn't say just one dance." He put his arms around me and I foolishly wrapped my arms around him. As soon as I felt Jack against me, I could tell that he kept fit, too. His waist was trim and his muscles taut. His cologne mixed with his man- smell, so I nuzzled close to him so I could smell him better. Jack held me tight and I caught myself thinking that I would dance like this all night if I could. "You smell good," I said. "Thanks. You look good in that black dress." "Thank you." Jack slipped his hand down to hold my left butt cheek. I should have stopped him and finished the dance and walked away, but my old feelings and memories of James came back to me. I was too tipsy to be scared of my weakness, like I should have been, and I was enjoying Jack's attention. His cock was against my tummy. I could feel it responding to my closeness and it turned me on. I didn't put my hand on it, but I could tell it was big. His hand felt good on my ass and he squeezed it as he looked down at me and I looked up at him. I didn't resist when he kissed me and I kissed this strange black man open-mouthed on the dance floor in ...