There are a score or more thrift stores and resale shops in Amarillo,not counting Goodwill and the Salvation Army. From time to time variouschurches o... sundry denominations have bazaars, and there is always agarage sale somewhere. Whenever we get to come to town without the spearside of our family, we try to race around to as many of these locationsas we can to keep track of what and what sizes are currently availableand at what costs."You know Skyla's not going to like anything we pick out," I. "I waited."Allan." She said, and stopped.I waited."We've never had a chance to talk properly."I waited. She became flustered."Allan, please?" she begged."Now is not the time for a long talk, Ann," I said in a flat tone. "This meeting is to clear the air and to allow you to explain your behaviour to me over the past week," Allan, please don't be awkward–" Ann, just explain yourself."At this tears started at her eyes."Allan, I'm sorry." You're forgiven. You should know that, but please explain. )Then a more...beyond friends, smooch! That almost had me grabbing her ponderous-ass and pushing my groin into her soft-mound under her skirt! S, let her tongue slide out from between her lips! To let me know she still found me good-looking enough. to make such an obvious move, but, I wasn't sure about how to take it! So, I left it there...for now! We sat down on the edge of bed and S went into "why" she had come over. And, the "WTF" had happened to our friendship, talks! S, sobbed a bit and I. I bent her forward slightly and pulled her cheeks apart and gently ran my tongue up and down her crack as if I was licking up the cream and pulling her closer was able to taste the sweetness of her hole. “Mmm feels so good Frank” she whispered as I passed her another joint, she was very relaxed now as I pulled her panties to one side allowing my tongue to probe her crack. My shorts were busting as my tongue entered her back door and she gasped as it was followed by a finger, and then as she was.