’ He nodded his head,took a sip of his drink and pulled me towards himself and kissed me lightly. ‘Jerome’,I said,’that’s not gonna get it.�...� ‘I know,I’m just warming up.’With that he finished his second drink,again pulled me to him and placed his thick,warm lips on mine as I put both my arms around his neck.Now I love being in the arms of a strong black man more than anything.My tongue may have made the first move but it was quickly followed by Jerome’s and the kiss was deep,long and. "Exactly, and that's what I've been trying to tell the damned government for months now, but somehow they've gotten me mixed up with another Maggie Wingate who was born around here some years back, and I'm trying to get some witnesses who'll testify I'm not her." Can't be her," the other man said. She died, five years back in a fire. Parents too."Even better, for me at least, though I was saddened to have to use their misfortune to aid me."Exactly, and with her parents not able to back my. He removed his finger and opening my eyes I saw his cock in front of my face. It was a bloody b**st! Not so much in length but in width. Surely that wouldn’t fit in my tight pussy I mean…..this was the thickest id ever seen, even bigger than my dildo! Grabbing it with my hand I slowly rubbed the shaft up and down, he thrusted his hips every time and all I could think of is what that would feel like inside me. I was never one for blow jobs; don’t know why but this time I made an exception. My. It was an awfully great substitute for penis, but it wasn't 98.6 degrees of man tube.Also, it didn't have the same climax, that wonderfully filling climax as his seed, his wondrously hot essence, fills your inner core with the possibility of creating a beautiful child. I miss that so much!I got up in the middle of the night to 'shed a tear'. Then, after wiping and touching myself for a few moments, I drifted toward each of my children's bedrooms, observing through the open doors their sleeping.