I only really went out in the day to hang out with girl friends, and I spent most of my time catching up on a lot of Netflix or on twitter. Then, as C...ristmas started getting closer, the parties began. On Christmas Eve, my friend Rebecca called me and asked if I wanted to go to a party at her friend's apartment in the city. I said sure, and began to think about how to dress cute enough to turn heads, but not quite cute enough to bring someone home with me. I settled on a red Christmas sweater,. Apart from those drinking with their friends at the tables, there were only two at the bar itself. One was a blonde girl with bronze tan skin, wearing a bikini top and jean shorts. She saw him coming and announced what she was drinking, fully expecting him to pay for her next shot. He placed his card on the bar and ordered for her and himself while her friend snickered behind her hand."What's so funny, Laura," the blonde skank asked."I'm pretty sure that's one of Donnie's friends," Laura. She must not have had sex in years since her husband passed away, and her pussy had certainly tightened up. It didn't take me long, and soon enough I was asking her where I should cum. "Oh go ahead and do it in me, I'm too old for pregnancy," she laughed. And with that I unloaded deep into her. I reached down and pulled up her granny panties around her big ass. And I even kissed her big ass cheeks before covering them. "See you tomorrow," I said, as I headed for the door. Over the next two. ” “Oh god! Billie!” Tamara said upset, then started apologizing. “Look, I’m sorry. It didn’t happen like that. Billie is one of my best friends. When I got back on that Monday, we got talking and she kept pressing me for details. I never mentioned your name. I don’t think she knew it was you until today. How she figured it out, I don’t know.” “Maybe it’s all this sexual tension you still have for me.” Kent teased. “God, no!” Tamara said in distaste. “You still want me.” Kent smiled. “The more.