I took that thing with my hands; then I sunk my head and inhaled his black pipe. It started grow as my head moved back and forth against his dark skin... I was down on my knees, sucking his magnificent hard dick.But suddenly Aaron grabbed my hair and made me got up on my feet. He threw me onto the bed, looking at the ceiling.Soon I felt his hard dick resting over my mound, creating a fire in my cunt. Aaron then looked into my eyes, placed his hard on in front of my wet, pink pussy and suddenly he. It was funny because as we were shopping at Sears for a suit for John, we were waited on by my father's girlfriend and future wife. Since my mother was so sick, she allowed my father to have a mistress while she was still alive.That part sickened me. My father was nothing but a horny old goat and showed no respect for my mother. However, I guess they had a different moral compass than I had.Before the funeral, I was tasked with picking up my father's mother at the airport in Buffalo. I was. I did my hair in two braids and Just as I was doing my make up a trucker came into the bathroom. I was startled a little since I didnt think anyone would come in since it was about 10pm in mid fall. He just stared at me, didnt say anything as he walked by to pee. Big trucker boy with a cute beer belly, about 6'1, white, bearded, bootcut denim jeans, tucked in shirt, and ofcourse his trucker hat. I could see he was aroused since he kept staring as I picked up my things and left. As I got back. You remind me of an old movie actor -- like Humphrey Bogart or something."I wasn't sure how to respond to that. "Is that a good thing?" Hells yeah. Those guys were hot." Molly started squirting the salad dressing.I studied her backside as she moved. God, she was a little piece of dynamite, lithe and powerful and joyful. Maybe it was just because seeing her with the dressing made me remember the last time I had seen her with white stuff squirting between her hands. But I was suddenly desperate.