Once Rose was in the car she looked at me with a wry grin and I saw her eyes were bloodshot. The smell of alcohol came off her breath and most astound...ngly, she was no longer wearing the pink bra she wore when I dropped her off. I looked at her tits and their firmness pulled at the fabric of her white tank top. Her nipples stood erect and I could see the shadowing of her areolas through the thin fabric! Suddenly, visions of my fantasy returned. The ride home was interesting, to say the least.. And Louise would see to that! From now on this true story could be a double X certificate so you have been warned. And I wanted Louise to know about my affair with that guy because she was so important to me, I didn’t want for her to find our by any other means. But I needn’t have worried because that part of me Louise would eventually quench and with the most delightful and joyful compassion. She would show me just how that part of me, that which she called the female part, contending that. Your full of cum ''''oh fuck im not done, you little pussy is mine now''getting me legs up looking at him fuck me , saying i feel like a pussy , full of his load taking him easy''you just love it too much slut, ill be fucking you all the time''i was with my parent this weekend it had been a week since mike fuck me my door knock and just like that my landlord told my parent he needed help moving a washing machine i was help in the loby and he opened the door at the end of the hallwayin the dim. ” “Yes, sir!” They both hung up the call. Kontavion Jones did not expect to be wowed. He had already turned down three potentials – one Black, two white. His email notification sounded. He clicked it open. He saw six pictures of a succulent chocolate ass. Kontavion called back and when the sissy answered, he said, “Dat you?” “Yes, daddy,” Jeremiah confirmed. “You need to come over now!” “I can. Where are you?” “At the Nightshade Inn off exit forty-six.” “Oh! I know where that is. Let me get off.