Stanley offered the whiskey again."Don Blanco," he said, "Why don't you-" Stop talking," said El Blanco, and grabbed the offered whiskey andtossed it ...way to the floor. El Blanco pushed Stanley, who fell totteredbackwards on his heels so that he was sitting at the edge of the desk,legs wide open. The criminal leader jammed his hand underneath his skirt."I've been waiting for this."El Blanco grabbed the crotch of Stanley's pantyhose and pulled downwards,ripping it open down the middle. He. She smiled. She was driving the car while I was doing all this. I tickled her more and spit and licked her armpit. Then she told me to do it to her other armpit. “Just lie on my lap and do it, I’ll drive with my left arm.” I laid on her lap and started licking her right armpit. It was weird but fun. I was constantly spitting making her right side completely wet. She was moaning and smiling.We finally reached her room. She opened the door and asked me if I was thirsty. I said yes. She brought 2. I’m not into kids.”“It’ll be all right.” I promised my daughter. She was grateful for being able to stand up. She wobbled all over her room at first.“I don’t care if he’s naked, Mom. He’s so ugly! That’s worse.”I stood naked beside my daughter in the living room.“I know you’re not a little girl, Brat. But you aren’t an adult yet. I may be evil as fuck, but as long as your Mamma keeps me happy, nothing’s gonna happen to you.”Stace didn’t react. She was seeing this huge naked man, fully for the. I've always received compliments on my legs and my ass. So I felt confident my shit was tight! I came back into the living room and Malito was lighting up that blunt. I laid down a pair of slippers for him to wear and I just chilled out on the sofa.We're passing this blunt back and forth while listening to slow jams. He looks down to my feet and says, "Damn, you have some pretty feet!" I hate the word pretty to be used on me. I could take, handsome, cute, but not pretty. I laughed it off and he.