It was late January, and I asked her to go to a movie with me that Friday night. "I was wondering what you've been waiting for," she said with a laugh... as she agreed to go.We had a great time. I held her hand walking to the movie theater, and she snuggled up to me as we watched the film. We went for a burger afterwards. It was wonderful. The only weird thing was that she wouldn't let me walk her all the way home. She said, "You can't come to my house until I know you better." That made me a bit. I told her to come to my apartment that nightWe both went together and I asked the maid to prepare dinner for both of us. I asked her to relax, went out and brought some condoms, honey and ice creams. I came back and she was watching the TV. It was a big couch and went and sat near her. She had washed herself and was looking bright. I slowly pulled her to me and kissed her. This time we held each other strongly and let our tongues roll in each others. We parted as the maid came in to serve us. Megan tucked the children back in their old bedroom that night (since the study had proved no safer). Then she paced the hall, chewing her fingernails. A few more days in this place. It didn't feel safe to sleep. She wanted to see Bryn, but of course he wasn't there. The idea of his little cottage dark and empty made her heart ache. A lump under the cushion made her jump up when she sat in the nearest chair. It turned out to be a heavy black book. She saw that it was one of Flora's storybooks,. Show me what you got white girl; eat my fucking horny black cunt." Patti was pulled by the back of the head into the slushy slit. She was lost in a lusty world of pussy pleasing and didn't care how many others were in the room. All the young girl cared about was the choice chocolate cunt that she was devouring. Nothing else mattered. Patti went into a feeding frenzy and savored every drop of nectar that dripped from this luscious honey pot. The flavorful fluids were simply divine.Patti was.