I am a very big fan of her ass.While she is walking her ass looks awesome every guy thinks of fucking her ass.Coming to the story I tried her very har... to accept my love after 6 months she said yes and our talks continued. Starting we used to talk normally at day time later on talks continued in nights and talks changed to sex we used to do sex chat daily.One day we decided to meet outside she came in a blue colour t-shirt and white skirt she looks sexier in that dress.We entered the park and. So I agreed. I had been there a month or so on the couch and on the days I had off while she was at work I would dress up in my usual garter & stockings, 4 inch heels, waist cincher and a open cup bra. This had become my addiction the last few years as no sex was not going to get me down....I was going to do shit I only dreamed about...but what if I DID it. Carried out these crazy thoughts? I was into girdles at the time because of the super tight fit and I loved to make my thighs and belly. I alwaysloved a night out with the girls, and after the first cocktail Imanaged to relax a bit and begin to enjoy myself. We made a rule to banany wedding chat and instead to only talk about our usual subjects ofshoes, shopping and celebrities. The worries I had about my dress werequickly forgotten and I convinced myself that everything would beperfect the next day. But how wrong I was.It was 11:30pm when I made it home. I was very tired, so after forcingmyself to go through my night time. ” She looked away from me and in a hushed voice she said, “Except one married man.” Then out loud, “But there are only two men who could actually be the father of my little Sam. I’m not sure I can say who the other man is though.”“Listen forget why we came here. About what I asked on the phone last night you don’t need to tell me...” A thought entered my mind when I said that. “Constance was never very good friends with Courtney. Yet she went over to your house yesterday and spent a lot of time.