But Yolanda's hand lingered on Daniel's pants.
When she saw no resistance from him, she slowly unzipped them, revealing what lay beneath.
"Oh my god!" she gasped, her eyes widening. "That's... incredible. Are you part African or something?"
Daniel didn't bother explaining. Things had already gone this far—there was no point in pretending anymore. If Yolanda wanted it, so be it.
Noting Daniel's expression, Yolanda pulled her hair back into a tie and bent down.
Daniel ran his fingers through her hair. She followed his lead perfectly.
Daniel wasn't passive either. His hand found its way under Yolanda's skirt.
She glanced up at him before continuing what she was doing.
Then they got down to it.
Yolanda lay across the seat, looking back at him. "Please be gentle. I've never done this b
