“No he’s not, Aysha” she said, “He’s a gorgeous hunk of man, good looking and incredible sexy, and he can put his shoes under my bed anytime...”I almost choked with laughter, my dad? Sexy? What a hoot. But if I thought that was the end of it, I was mistaken, as soon as we met up with Carla, Yasmine was singing the praises of this gorgeous hunk she’d met, and Carla was all ears, also turning to me and asking why I’d hidden him away. I hadn’t, of course, they’d just never come to my home before.. I was thinking about what you said about always telling the truth," she paused again.Mike was hoist on his own petard. He turned, "I have to apologize, sweetie. I have no excuse, but I was coming down the hall and I heard something that made me think you were having a nightmare. I was worried so I opened the door just a notch." He blushed recalling what he had heard. "Um, once I knew you were okay, I closed it as fast as I could and went to bed." Then you heard me..."'Oh Shit!' Mike said to. As a result she had begun to wonder if this was all life had to offer.Gwendolyn Morrow was thirty-seven, wife and mother of Daniel, their seventeen year old son. Everyone called her Gwen which somehow seemed more apt for a woman who stood only 4’9”. She was pretty, if not gorgeous, a pleasant face, short black hair, dark complexion and deep green eyes. Although short in stature her body was perhaps her best feature with full breasts and hips which caught ones eyes the moment she entered a room.. How big that red-ringed opening! Not quite a match in roundness for Gwen's when she sucked the plastic phallus up her vagina. Still... you're right, Gwen, shaving makes a woman face up to the long, vertical smile of her cunt, see clearly that she is split, divided, that it's what she's got to use, and that it is not passive, that she can develop her techniques, her control of the sphincter, and become ten times more woman!She slid the jiji down the slippery trough into the swollen, bracketing.