A man aged sixty-seven sent me a message. He wrote that he did not do anal sex but promised “lots of other things”. His favorite book was Fifty Sh...des of Gray and this made me curious to meet him. I met him late in the afternoon outside his office. The man was a much respected and married lawyer. I was surprised to see him. I had visited him a few years ago for a legal matter, but obviously he did not remember me. We chatted for ten minutes in his car. I told him that I had little experience. They would get regular ice cream.Maria was cool. She had made a batch of the cream products with nanite milk and a batch with cow milk for the Savages. We were ready. I could not believe Robert Maytag; he had a suit and tie on. Bob and Cynthia sat at the kids' table to help Kit.As usual the meal was superb. Mary was in the kitchen keeping track of the connections. Robert and Carol were connected by the end of the soup course. Ted had seconds on soup so he connected up right now. Betty and Mary. He wants me dressed and ready for him. Good! I am aching for his meaty black manhood and looking forward to tasting his cum. He has given me instructions as to what I must wear and I know exactly what will turn him on most. I have the requisite clothes and hope he will like what I have done. The only change I have made is that I have no panties – I hope he likes the black seamed stockings I am wearing.I take my time getting ready. The first thing is an enema to make sure that I am nice and. "You're not mad at me?" I asked."Oh heavens no." she said. "Nor am I disappointed. I love you no matter what."I let that sink in before continuing."Dale and I saw you, Dad and Aunt Nancy together Saturday." Together?" my Mom asked."Yea. You know together, together!" Oh, you did? Well, I guess that makes things easier." My Mom said. She actually sounded relieved. "There something you need to know about our family. Things we should have told you earlier." So you really don't care that I was.