I know that sounds petty but it does make a difference when spending time together. She had a great personality but she seemed to flirt more than I wa... comfortable with. She told me she never meant anything by it, that it was only me she loved.My sister Hope asked me what was wrong with me, that I needed Linda. I told her she had all the answers, she could tell me. All she said to me was, "Don't get married to her, enjoy your fun and games till you come to your senses."Linda came home one. She does not return, and that pleases me.“Babe, why do men pay money to see women with their clothes off?”“Huh?”They were sitting lazily in the small section of her trailer that passed as a combination living/dining area with a small, only half-hidden corner pressed into service as the kitchen, having a relaxed evening. They’d fallen silent for several minutes, about half his attention focused on a television newscast. She had little interest in news commentaries, televised or printed, and had. Once inside and without the sun's glare I found to my surprise that I could see through the nightie even better. The air conditioner felt very good and cool but it also caused Mrs. Sinclair's nipples to harden and that caused me to harden. Mrs. Sinclair just smiled and handed me my drink as we stood in her kitchen. She asked if the tea was sweet enough and started to reach for the sugar in the cupboard. I was going to say I didn't need any sugar but stopped short when I saw how her nightie rose. The mammoth cock wasted no time as he pinned her neck to the couch with one hand and reach over Chloe's stomach down to her pussy. He hooked all 4 fingers deep into her pussy as he slid the tip of his meaty piece past Chloe's tonsils. He met some resistance at the back of her throat, she wasn't gagging, its just that his cock was so big she couldn't fit it. "Bitch, you gonna take this fuckin dick. Help me out here boys." Two men grabbed her ankles and pulled them up so that now only her.