James was a bit of dandy who always wore a suit, starched white shirt and tie. He liked to call himself James T. McEnro because he felt it was more di...tinguished. Len was just known as Len or Lenny and his daily attire of work pants, shirt and work boots paled in comparison to James' fancy clothes but Loretta didn't seem to mind.In fact, when her mother informed her that James would become the Sunday afternoon guest instead of Len, she threw a screaming fit and refused to come out of her room. ‘Yes, but he’s nothing like his father, other than the temper of course. But he only gets mad like that if someone is hurting, not like Gerald who is always the one doing the hurting.’ she took a deep breath before continuing. ‘I was probably 13 when Gerald started giving me funny looks, walking in on me when I was in the shower and pretty much watching my every move. I can’t begin to tell you how I felt then. Anyway, Richard and I were getting along fine, his older son, Parker was another. .cold beer seemed to help. Neither one if us had girlfriends, but Garnet was one of those gold looking guys that could get women at a snap of a finger, in fact he brought to home from the bar had a threesome and afterward sent one into wake me up with a bj! Yes he was a great roomate! I had a fuck buddy that I would call from time to time (usually about twice a week) we would get together and fuck. We were good together in bed, everywhere else absolutely no good! Donna wasn't great. .. cum..." came moans of lost passion. The young woman sucked the life from Lori's womanly being and her tongue caressed the throbbing clitoris with a thousand vibrations. Kim had waited years. Waited to make love to the one woman she admired and cherished. The nails scrapped the sweaty cheeks of Lori's ass and the scars would most likely take days to heal. Only one obsession filled Lori's head and that was the traumatic climax being sucked from her body by a woman. Suddenly Kim curled her arm.