I knew then that I was in for an incredible night. Care for a drink Lucy asked? Sure you have any iced tea? I have some sweetened iced tea she replied... That is fine I said. After pouring us each an iced tea, Lucy stood back and slowly unbuttonedher blouse. She was wearing a black bra, her breasts craving to escape their bounds. She put her blouse over a chair, then reaching behind her said I want you to come a bit closer. I did as I was told, as she unclipped her bra, and slipped it off,. He loved women and money and his hustle slangin heroin got him both. A couple of his numerous lady friends who he supplied his wares to bore his c***dren. Julius wasn't much of a father. He wasn't around very much and when he did come around it was only to bed down the mothers and feed them his product. Growing up, Lorenzo hated his father. He'd see him on the streets, laughing and shooting the shit with other hustlers or riding down the street in his emerald green Cadillac with the shiny gold. He brought his tongue back to lick her inner pussy lips where they met. There they formed a protective hood over her clit, and he gently licked the top of that hood. He could see her little bud, so engorged that it was eagerly pushing its way out of its shelter and he gently touched it with his tongue. The reaction was immediate and unmistakable."Oh, fuck! Yes! Oh yes, lick my clit," she cried out loudly. Her pussy fucked more strongly into his face and issued a fresh gush of her fragrant. But about half way through my cart, it was oneof those OMG moments. He couldn't believe that it was me. He stammeredout comments about my hair, my clothes, my weight loss and figure. Itwasn't all complimentary but it wasn't an "I'm so proud of you,"situation. It was kind of creepy actually. It was like he was battlingin his mind with whether or not to scorn me or seduce me. Eeeewwwww. I'drather he scorn me and tell me to never come back. I don't think I'll becoming back anyway. Though Johnny,.