Robinson sighed as Greg’s stud kept flicking across her nipple. “Oh God, Mrs. Robinson that’s good,” Greg groaned as she continued vigorously...stroked his dick through the material of his baggy shorts. “Doreen darling, call me Doreen,” she moaned in a husky voice that sounded as if it had been soaked in alcohol and tobacco for years. Greg giggled as he adjusted his position, “It seems sexier if I keep calling you Mrs. Robinson if that’s ok.” “Whatever darling,” she giggled as her hand. ’ Surprisingly, we got on the road again shortly after a huge brunch, which Martha fixed. ‘Let’s drive down towards the valley for a while. Maybe down to Front Royal and back across I-66 home,’ Nan suggested. ‘Sure,’ I replied. It was another beautiful day, why not? ‘You seemed to survive the third-degree pretty well?’ ‘It’s been awhile but I’ve done this 10 or fifteen times since my first date at 15. And it’s not like at 15 when her father had absolute say over whether his daughter was going. Victor would be still away of town by another couple of days, very long and boring days… So, Saturday night I was a little horny as always so I dressed up very sexy for my black lover, because I knew there were be a lot of black guys there for sure. I had a warm shower and shaved my pussy. I wore a short black silk dress, with a sexy cleavage on the back. I was almost naked, of course not using panties at all. A pair of six inches black stiletto heels completed my outfit.I showed up at Jerome's. See the thousands of stone houses alongside the river where the third cast lives and works for the glory of the Empire. See the marketplace crowded with merchants, servants, and workers, where meat and wine, coconuts and bananas, spices and jewelry are sold. Where brown-skinned women with silklike black hair, only wearing feathers and flowers, enjoy the sunny day by gossiping and shopping.And now look up to the mountain, over the city of stones to the quarters of the first and second cast,.