It was so big and fluffy with somany curls he thought it must have belonged to Dolly Pardon. When thewig was on he thought he didn't recognize himself...so no one else wouldrecognize him.Myrtle told him all he needed was some make- up to complete the image.She said Jolene was their make up artist and led him over to whereJolene worked in cosmetics and jewelry. He heard her say to Jolene thatshe should do her best job on him. His jaw dropped when she said to usethat new make up that is guaranteed. Who knows, maybe the doctor is wrong?”“Sweetie, I’ll always love you, but I am a woman and I need a child. The doctor clearly said that your sperm doesn’t match my egg [ok so this is not a biological reality – but this is a story], so this is the only way without waiting years for the adoption process. Also, think of what you could be doing for all the other women facing the same thing. Give a little honey, to me and to them.”They walked a few more blocks and turned into an adult book shop.. I felt like such a naughty girl, being torn out by his monster black cock... Leon slid balls deep into me and he started to fuck me nice and slow, pulling almost all of the way out and then jamming back in as deep as he could go. This was just what I had been hoping for, a huge hard cock fucking me deep in a filthy cheap motel room. Leon fucked me hard and deep for about a half hour and I loved every minute of it. He made me cum twice, screaming and begging for more like a horny bitch in heat…. Fifty years of life, and all she had to show for it was that her immediate family, a neighbor, and her boss were the sum total of people who cared about the fact that she had died. It was a sad commentary on her life.It was an even sadder day when Paul returned to the house. It was the first time he had entered it since moving out. He looked around the empty living room. The only things in there were a few photographs on the wall. It was more disturbing to see the room empty like that than he.