She was native, long straight jet black hair, tiny frame, little nubs for tits, and long slender, hairless legs that never seemed to stop! I sat on he... couch as she went and poured me a drink. When she came back, I slowly sipped my whiskey as she did a sensuous strip tease. Amy wore a black garter belt holding up her fishnet stockings, black lace thongs, and matching black lace bra that covered her natural little nubs. I took in her beauty as she slowly danced in front of me and started. I worked my way down, spread her lips and took my first taste. She tasted like heaven and so wet! It wasn't long before I had two fingers working inside her while my lips and tongue worked her clit. Her orgasm came on strong and fast. Her hands tightly gripped my head and pushed it forcefully into her beautiful spot. I loved every minute of it. I lapped up the resulting wetness and she pulled me to her face. She kissed me and told me she wanted to return the favour. I was excited to see. I saw our friends from the Sunday School class Ginny and I had attended faithfully for the last twenty-five years. I saw our two children, one on either side of me. Each of their spouses sitting beyond their set of my darling grandchildren. I saw everything except my other half.My daughter was sitting on my left, my son on my right. Kristin, ever a "daddy's girl" saw me crying first. Reaching behind me she poked her younger brother, and in a stage whisper urged, "We have to get Daddy home,. Invariably the velvet rope line outside the door was long enough to wrap around the side of the building. Even so, Roxanne and her boyfriend Mitch never had a problem getting in. Roxanne was hotness personified. She was not quite six feet tall with a perfect hourglass figure that she barely concealed in a pair of daisy duke jean shorts and a tube top that showed off her navel piercing. She wore cute ankle-boot heels that magically transformed her legs. She and Mitch knew to walk past the front.