It wasn't just that her black lover was older than her other friends. It was also that her cultural attitudes were so very different. Lakeisha wasn't ...he sort of person that Betty might normally meet. For a start, she had a job. They first met at the Medical Centre where Betty had made an appointment to deal with an exotic strain of Chlamydia. At first Betty thought Lakeisha was just another patient and chatted very openly about where she lived and the sort of company she kept. She noticed the. Her whole body tensed in pleasure as he bottomed out inside her, his balls tapping her pussy lips. She felt like he had bruised her k**neys, and he felt her pussy hungrily grip his shaft, telling him she loved it and wanted more. Holding her waist, he pulled himself most of the way out of her, and then pulled her onto him again, fucking her hard and fast on his swollen member. She could feel his hips slamming into her ass and he swelled even bigger as he reamed her pussy from behind. A slow,. “Do you have another one you want to send in?” I asked the Major.“The equipment said that was concrete; if he doctored the concrete, what did he do in the house? No and we are not sending teams in the house either. We have to think this thing out,” he replied.“What is your opinion Kent?” I asked.“I’m glad we decided to follow the Army in on this one,” Kent replied.“Well, I don’t have all day for debates. Howie, do your thing,” I said.“Ten-four Boss,” he replied.“No pictures - and that includes. . April Sue Queen was from the south ... the deep south ... Queen Mountain Guest Ranch, Wyoming. Chastity was important to southern belles ... or at least the pretense of it.“She’s a killer,” repeated the beauty.“She didn’t get murdered,” said Anna Wilson. Anna ... such a mundane name. Her father was the developer of the number one ski resort in Jackson Hole.“She’s a KILLER.”She was just loud enough that I heard her say it. So far it had been innuendo and whisper in the corner with silence when.