It was an incredible turn on. I loved our relationship and thought that the sex just couldn't get any better. Little did I know how wrong I was! I was...in the basement of our house exercising one day and Shanice and her girlfriend Ebony were in the kitchen having coffee. I don't think they knew this but I could hear every word of their conversation. They were chatting away about stuff and I was sort of following along when I heard Ebony ask Shanice what it was like to be with a whiteboy. I was. I put my hand up her shirt and started massaging her breasts. As she responded to my hands, I started removing her shirt. Don't she said. Why I asked. I really don't want you to see my body in the light. My breast sag like bowling pins, by stomach pokes out and I haven't had a chance to shave. I think that is real sexy, it is what makes a real woman I responded. But I have stretch marks from hell she said. So, what woman doesn't who has had k**s. You sure she said. Honest abe I replied. Okay. There were signs everywhere of patches to the exterior walls. I knew that those were immaterial since the whole thing was going to get a coat of stucco to give it a Spanish flare in the end."Hello," I said in greeting to the almost retirement aged man, who met me in the parking lot. "I'm Maxine, I don't know if you remember me." Ms Stone, no one forgets you. Good to have you back." Thanks, I guess I'll ask the question you get asked the most. Do you have any idea about how much longer before. I was a very popular guy and seemed to know about everyone. When I picked her up she had on the tightest pair of jean, that hugged her ass perfectly, a little tub top and was wear some black heels. She look like a little sex bomb and all I could think about was making her explode. We headed over to the party and hung out for a while, had a few drinks. We started getting closer and were kissing a good bit. I finally got her back into one of the bed rooms. We started making out and kissing. I.