The feeling is always the same. Anxiously waiting. Checking the clock. Impatience battles the need to relax and read in bed. I hear the car in the driveway, so I turn out the light and pretend to be asleep. She crawls into bed naked. She kisses me passionately to wake me up. I urge her to straddle my face, pin my arms over my head and tell me every detail about her evening with her black lover. She presses her used pussy to my mouth for her pleasure and mine.