Dirk’s beautiful ebony skin shone under the lights while I had a pretty good sheen going also. As he leaned over me, he noticed his sweat dripping f...om his chin and splashing on my cheek.“Open your mouth, baby girl ... that’s a good girl.” First one, then two, then several more drops of his sweat dripped into my open mouth. I smiled and swallowed after a few seconds.“Mmm ... my salty Uncle. Got anything else salty for me?”“Oh, Madi,” he leered. “I’ve got a lot of salty stuff for you. And you’re. ”Christy said, “Is it far? We have to walk. The last train to Westborough leaves at 9:10 p.m.”I said, “I’ll drive us to the restaurant, and then make sure you make the train. Will you be safe on the other end when you get home?”They assured me they were all right so long as they were on that train, so off we went to Demetrios. At the restaurant, I introduced them to saganaki opa, a cheese dish served flambé at the table with pita bread and a lot of fanfare. It made for great appetizer, and the. Her face beamed as she said, "I get it! Silly me! Hee hee hee. The wife thinks it's anoth... And the old man, thinks... hee hee hee... And because he's so old... hee hee hee... he is... Oh, Cluey, that's a good one!"Oh, God, he thought, trouble in our funny department. If I've got to explain 'em all, I'll die. Or pistol whip her to death. Maybe, I better stop telling 'em. She still tee-hee'd.He tilted his head slightly forward, cocked it to one side, and with his eyes tilted up toward her asked. She had on simple cotton panties. Lifting her legs and wrapping them around Alex’ waist, Alex was forced to hold her up by her ass as he pressed her against the wall. " Fuck me " she begged. He managed to drop his boxers and pull the material of her panties aside, away from her dripping pussy. He slid in easily and she gasped. Desperately she began to ride him, moving her hips from side to side, up and down, lifting off his cock almost all the way and then slamming her body back down. Alex.