Hard Fuck
A lady goes home with a guy from the bar.
We left Barnie's out the front door, going to his car a couple of blocks away, when Logan stopped at a break between two buildings. He turned me so that he had my back pressed against the wall, and he kissed me. His tongue and his hands made me feel possessed, owned. Owned by a black man. It was overwhelming; I’d wanted him when I first saw him, even before leaving, but this was different. He was older and well-built, lik...