Naira in inhaled, the familiar acrid tang of tobacco rushing back memories. She closed her eyes like the woman had, focusing on the taste, the feel, t...e subtle rush. It relaxed her, but also made her feel more awake. God, how she had missed it."It feels nice, doesn't it?" Mmhmmm," Naira nodded as she let the smoke out, feeling like a dream."I love to just let the feeling wash over me as I take a drag, how my whole body focuses on my lungs for a moment, just feeling them expand, then release,. As u rub my sexy bald head with the tip of your nails from the back of my neck to the back end top of my head. I start to tingle a little in my pants so I give myself a nice squeeze..Mmmmm dammm... Then u I sit u down on the edge of the bed in the Presidential suite of ours on the Top Floor. We can see the whole city including the stars and moon. With candlelight in the our room.. with the best bottle of champagne..U are looking at me with passion and desire in my eyes as they twinkle like the. “Perhaps not. Your mom was doing good for a while...”Mizz Watkins did MORE than her job. Came and picked me up one day. “This guy’s real, Mandy. I think he sounds like, much better than we dared to dream.”“And we’re gonna dump a kid in ‘is lap and he’s okay with that?” I asked.“Let’s go with ‘yes’.”“You found a saint?”“I found a real man.”And I met Bill Carmody, big ol’ guy. Actually, that ‘old’ part? He’s old enough to be grandpa instead of dad. But I’m not in a position to be picky.I met. “Please what!”“Please more! I want more!” He grinned and shoved to long fingers into her snatch.“You want this old man to fuck you? You want me to stick my old dirty cock into your tight young body and rut you like a pig.” His dirty words made her moan like crazy.“Please make me your bitch.” She pinched at her nipples, loving the roughness he was giving her,“Oh trust me. You are my bitch.” He placed his head back between her thighs and found her clit, with a quick glance up at her her bit down.