I wasn’t worried about it. I figured the only person it could be was my husband. The kids were all tied up with their own stuff for the day. The ide... of getting caught back there by my hubby wasn't a bad idea, so I ignored the arrival, and kept with what I was doing. I heard a car door slam and feet coming around the back of the house. My eyes were closed while I pleasured myself. The feet came closer and stopped at the bottom of the steps. My pussy was getting hotter, knowing I was being. Ken rarely called home when he was gone so I planned on spending the night at Jeff's when the party was over. I got there early and Jeff and I had a very satisfying session before getting up and getting ready for the party. Knowing that I wouldn't be driving home I drank a lot more than I normally would have. In short I was feeling no pain and was just a little bit out of it.The party was a weird experience for me. I was the only white person there and while the men all seemed okay with my. "Colly," she sobbed, "my nipples and tits are unused. I wanted my baby to have mother's milk, but Heaven forbid it be mine! Maybe that's why my tits look the way they do." Vangie Bradley, stop that talk this minute! All you see in the mirror is what's been there all the time. I said it before and I'll say it again: Vangie Collins Bradley, you're a wonderful person who's done a marvelous job of keeping it a big secret ... particularly from yourself! Ed Bradley is a very lucky man. I only pray. Breaking our lip lock, my mouth once more found it’s way to her long and tender neck, kissing here and there, small minute pecks, as my hands slid down her hips, into the shorts she was wearing, to cup her naked ass cheeks. As I sucked at her throat, her hands slid into my hair, holding my face against her throat, a guttural moan escaping her ruby red lips. I nipped playfully at her throat, as my eager fingers squeezed at her buttocks, my fingers gliding into her crack, gaining a good hold on.