So at the end, I just thanked her and nodded as I left. She gave me a brief, demure smile and returned to her conversation with the people behind.She ...as fifty-something, tall and sturdy and dark enough to be considered 100% black rather than mixed-race, as so many are now in Europe and the US. She was wearing a smart knee-length dress of blue satin. All the women dressed up for church, and the older men wore suits. There were no young men.This woman had a slight twinkle in her eye, and one eye. With long, billowing jet-black hair, piercing emerald-green eyes, and an achingly sweet, feminine face, Kimberley was the best of both her parents, and seemed to be the living continuation, as it were, of her and Ashley’s mother, who had died all those years ago. She and her husband, Keith Stevens, were not getting along all that well as of late for some reason which neither party wished to share with the rest of the company. Rick could smell some serious marital problems in the air, and. . I also dreamed about being the "coffee break" with the staff suckling my tits. God, the things I think of when I go without sex for more than a day. I think I'm ready for him to come home. I really miss him playing with my big tits and being able to deep-throat his marvelous cock.Talk to you later,Your horny, cum loving pregnant slut ScarlettFrom: ScarlettTo: Just Plain BobSent: Saturday, September 23, 2006 1:18 PMSubject: HiI have to tell you about last night. As you know, Mike has been out. Now let me open my mouth and take your tip into my warm wet mouth to taste your cock. Feel your cock tip fill my mouth. My one hand around your shaft to gauge your desire to thrust into my mouth. My other hands moves to your balls. Your heavy balls rest in my palm and my fingers move just underneath your balls and feel your soft skin behind your balls. Your hips move to guide me as to the speed you want me to move in and out of my mouth. Your moaning now. Tell me baby. Tell me what you.