When Tracey shimmied into the very bar where Bobby had stopped for a drink that Tuesday night, dressed in a black leather mini-skirt, braless halter t...p, Bobby nearly swallowed his ample tongue. Who the fuck is that? he enquired of his lieutenant, Browny, the guy who knew every girl in the area. Err. Ill go find out, Boss, he said embarrassed. He grabbed Tracey by the arm and dragged her over to BBs private booth. Let go of me, you black cunt, said Tracey, suddenly realising that she was. I proceeded to squat-and thrust and with my foot so near Kit's face she did something that I didn't know could be so pleasurable. Yes, she licked my foot and sucked on my toes - especially the big one! Now I start moaning, and I say, "Between that toe sucking and this awesome pussy, I'm not going to last long." Kit took my toe out of her mouth long enough to say, "This feel so fucking good," so I made a bold effort to stave off my orgasm. I did this by taking a break inside her pussy. This. Diane moaned, it had been so long since she had felt such a loving touch. "You know, your uncle used to be great in the sack, until he got older and more involved with the 'Kingdom'. Our sex life was condensed to the mandatory Saturday night token event, until he had his prostate operation. After that, I was limited to my own fingers and a vibrator I managed to sneak into the house." Don't worry auntie; I'll take care of your needs." He said and his hands cupped her old, but still large, tits.. “Awaken…” I realized I was dreaming as the voice blew away the fog of sleep from my mind. In my dream I was with my family, having dinner. Sean, my husband, was sitting opposite me at the dining room table. Between us sat Shannon on my right, or oldest daughter, happily chatting to Mary who sat on my left. And past Mary sat our youngest, little Missy, who was feeding her baby doll with a little bottle. Behind me, I could feel the malevolent gaze of the Kurt, the damned Warlock who stole me away.