My eyes travelled down her body I just couldn't help myself she was wearing long mans shirt her boobs were huge and as I looked I noticed her nipples ...ardening my reaction was an instant hard on I just couldn't stop it I wanted to turn away and stop looking but I my eyes were riveted to her hoping she would somehow move her shirt up a bit so I could see if she was wearing any underwear as I watched she stretched in bed her t shirt rose up "oh my god" I thought " just another couple of inches. The good, the bad, and often times I think of the 'Do Overs'. What is a do over you are probably asking yourself? That's the part of your life you wish you could get back and do it over.We all have that in our lives. Whenever you look back and say, "I wish I could change that, or I wish that never happened," you are wishing for a 'Do over'. This 'do over' is about my own black experience.It goes back to the 1960's when I was a young man in my twenty's. I was in the insurance business and was. The moment that my room’s door closed behind me, I couldn’t wait to get out of my clothes. Trembling fingers nestled with the dress until I got it loose and simply let it drop onto the floor. My bra flew through the room, then my soaked panties followed. I plopped onto the bed and pulled my shoes and stockings off. That buzz between my thighs had turned into a maelstrom. My lust dripped in thick rivulets down my thighs. The fire in my pussy needed quenching, but not here or I’d make a veritable. "Kelly, will you and the other cultists be leaving my mansion later today?" Of course. We have fulfilled the purpose for which we had gathered." A pause. "An apology if any member of the cult did not treat you or your home with the proper respect you are due." That will not be necessary," Charles said in a strained voice."The change to her perception is relatively harmless," said Kelly. "She will note it only as an increased attraction. She will not act on it unless the object of her affection.