It had been an excruciatingly long day turned night, and it was only eight in the evening. ‘No … I really don’t think they did. My mom was a cou...try girl from East Texas. She’d never been to Dallas when she moved here, never had a job, or had ever lived on her own. She was fresh out of high school, and ripe for the picking. The way she tells it, she moved here with a relative, got a job at Blue Cross Blue Shield, my grandfather was her boss, his son worked under him. Kenneth Wayne, my dad, was. As she continued her hike, she allowed her thought to play itself out.Laying there on the stone, his legs hung over the edge. Her hand reachedout, grabbing the elastic waistband of his shorts. His hips lifted upoff the rock as she pulled them down to his knees, his thickening cockfree from its confines. Her other hand reached up running her fingersover it, and then over the short trimmed hair at the base of his shaft.He swelled slightly, his manhood twitching from her touch.Bringing her hand. He will forget you" "YOU BITCH!!! YOU LYING BITCH!" Yvonne howled. "You mental fucking whore! You worthless cunt! PROSTITUE!" Yvonne screamed. "Oh no my dear. You are the whore. Not married and without a hymen…shameon you!" Rabia replied calmly. "Really. what is the world coming too when girlslike you open their legs at the drop of a hat?" Rabia asked rhetorically. "Was Mr. Bennett the one who deflowered you?" Rabia asked looking momentarilyinterested in the subject before saying "Ah I see in. It was obvious by the way she touched his thigh and gazed into his eyes she was actually with Mr. soft and slow, currently fucking me. He was totally into watching her...another cuckold had arrived.I sat up on that BBC and kissed him, throwing my arms around his neck. It was an obvious move given his obvious fetish. His cock was larger than Jody’s and just as thick. I smiled as his woman did the same with her white lover, just so she could keep an eye on him. It was apparent, this was exactly.