If that is not a topic you like, avoid reading any further. This is for Robert! Enjoy! Thanks. ]If it hadn't been for the fact that my mother, my step...dad, and I, have a shared picture gallery, that's linked up with our phones, I would have never discovered something very interesting about both of them.I stumbled across this fact totally by accident one afternoon. What I came across were photographs of my mother in the company of at least two (so far as I'm aware of) different black guys; and I. Smell the confidence or sweat of your opponent. Taste the changes in the air when they move. Do this and you will see you aren't slow as I said your eyes are."Bill could only stare at Roth, what he said made sense in a way, though to isolate the senses was beyond him right now. Roth nodded seeing the confusion on Bill's face as he took a scarf and tied it around Bill's eyes. "So what? I'm supposed to wave a sword at you 'til you drop?" Bill said sarcastically."No!" Roth said as he pushed a. ”Well”, she said to Todd and Jerome, “let's go over a fewthings on the board.” Wendy proceeded to the chalkboard and began to write a few phrasesdown. Suddenly in the corner of her eye she noticed that the boys were paying more thanattention. She recognized that young sensual lustful horny look in their eyes as she understoodthat they were eyeing her ass. Then she remembered that the Head Master and custodian wereout for the afternoon, and it would be hours before they returned to campus. She. She rode him in the full view of the room, in full view of the windows, in full view of her sissy husband, standing, too petrified to touch himself at the sight."He's going to fill me with so much baby-juice, it's going to flood me; and you're going to have to clean me out."Bob began to groan as the chair creaked and moved as she bounced on him. Misha kissed his neck. "You make me so wet." She moved to his cheek. "You fucking make me so, so wet!"She ran her tongue across his cheek to his nose;.