That night when i got home my parents had terrible news for me and it was nothing about me being late for curfew it was about how my grandma had jus... died in a normal surgery. i was devastated i loved my grandma more then my own parents. but then they dropped a second nuke on my torn heart they told me we were going to move to a city called Oceanside. it was a three hour drive from where we did live which was Bakersfield. i didn't even get to tell amber that i was moving it was a quick thing.. You exclaimed that you could see everything and you wanted to see it now. You tucked your knees up and pushed your neatly formed pussy out, making sure you would be able to see me enter you. My cock nudged at you, pushing apart those moist folds of precious flesh, releasing your wet so it fell on the glass in glazing droplets... You gasp as you watch your hungry cunt devours me, inch by slow inch, feeling my fat dick stretch you from inside, pushing against your walls, nudging at the depth. You. It was pretty dead, around one o'clock in the morning when Erika said "last call mother fuckers" and flipped on the lights inside the bar. Erika slid a beer down to me and the 2 people left in the bar finished up and left. With just Erika and I left, she turned off the lights, closed the blinds, and locked the door. With the bar only lit by a couple of beer signs, Erika slowly walked over to me. She stopped about ten feet away, pointed at herself, and said "your fucking this hot chocolate. These were perfect and I found I could walk much better inthem. Mother left me alone for a few minutes and I walked about theboudoir swaying sexily as I walked, enjoying the feel of sensual fabricof the corselet on my skin, the tug of the nylons and the pull of thestiletto shoes on my muscles. Mother sat on the bed, holding the nextpackage in her hands and smiling indulgently at me.At last she stopped my narcissistic walkabout and called me back to herside. She held gorgeously scrunchy pair of.