Luckily, your son is wide on top and not so much in the middle,” the man chuckled at his own joke. Tim and his father also politely grinned.“Hey, ...acob,” a booming voice bellowed from one of the changing rooms in the back of the shop. “Did you mislabel the waist size on these pants? They don’t fit anymore,” a large, tall black man called out. He stuck his head out from behind a burgundy curtain separating the store from the dressing areas. “Oh, oops, sorry, I didn’t hear anyone else here. I can. “Maybe that’s what bothers me the most of all,” she finally said.If this was one of those sex stories you find on the internet, then the next thing that happened would be me, fucking Riley. But that’s not the way it was.Actually, over the next week, it didn’t seem like anything really momentous had happened. Riley ran around with her friends like normal. I worked and Amanda did her part time job and painted. Riley even invited some friends over to sunbathe in the back yard, but she wore her old. " "Such a sexy name," she says. "Me encanta." The alcohol seeps into my system more as I feel my inhibitions slowly crumple away, only to be replaced by fervent lust. I firmly grab her waist and slide my hands down to her sexy, full ass, which I lightly squeeze, eliciting a moan from her. The delicious friction radiating from her grinding against me has my clit screaming for more direct contact, slicker warmth... "I don't want to freak you out, but we currently. All of my wives except Kari had given me a puzzled look when I named the bed during the tour of our new quarters. Kari's wink let me know that I wasn't the only family member who had once read the tales of that lost Texas bard. Hell, I wouldn't even bet he was lost. If there were little green men responsible for the collapse he was probably aboard one of their ships arguing with them about the legality of the endeavor.I lay there just looking around our new quarters. To say they were sumptuous.