She told me she was Honduran and came to the U.S. shortly after her husband was killed. She said he’d been a policeman back in Honduras and was kil...ed by the d**g gangs in the line of duty. She said she had a thing for cops. I worked her for several months trying to get her to go out with me. She knew I was married and always refused. One night I rolled in about 11pm and grabbed a cup. She was just getting off and had changed from her convenience store uniform into a skirt, heels, and a. But neither of the Halop women would let me beat myself up. I started to repeat my verbal self-accusations and apologies one evening. I was startled when sweet gentle Bessie reached over and slapped my face. "Stop it, Jeff, just stop it right now," she said. "Ok, you made a mistake, and we're all working to recover from it. So what?"Jeff, you took me into your confidence and gave me back a sense that I was good for something besides babysitting and dishwashing. You have been the first man who. A few locks were bleached. It was a very rugged look. His beard hair was unshaven and that gave him a rough macho look. I got spontaneously horny, and my cock started to throb in my jeans.Estie had not missed that. "Yes, that should be possible Robby.", he said. "Shall I shave you there too?", he asked, pointing at my rock hard cock. He laughed and started cutting. He was frolicking around my head like a hummingbird around a flower. He pushed himself up against me, and I felt his stiff dick rub. Before violating that sweet perfect ass of hers, I had to feel it with my hands. Although it looked firm, it was actually soft and really pleasant on touch. I moved closer, feeling her ass with one hand, and my cock in the other. Positioning my proud manhood at the entrance of her brown asshole, I pushed in slowly, going deep until my whole cock was buried in her. It went easier than I expected, because she couldn't tense her butt muscles and provide resistance. I stood like that for a moment,.