Well she must have already taken the picture because suddenly another message appeared, it showed an almost 60 year old woman on her hands and knees f...cing almost totally away from the camera. Her breasts were sadly sagging down from her chest and a huge hairy muff was protruding out from her sagging butt end.I typed that she was showing some serious progress but that still these were all things that I already had at home. That she was going to have to go over the top for me and that her phone. It was long, blonde and really silky looking. I wanted to run my fingers through it maybe because mine is short and spikey or maybe just because it was gorgeous. I thought to myself she’s probably just a flirt or some party a****l kind of girl. You know, sexually confused, or maybe just liberated.She brought the drink to me and touched my hand lightly. “I hope it’s as good as the last time” she smiled and then hung around for me to try it which I did. I sipped the straw and said “yes it’s. . at work." I smiled, as I spotted the drivers reflection in the mirror. * My intention of wearing no underwear worked a treat at walking but the air blowing up my skirt wasn't so much fun. I got out the cab, pressing my skirt downwards as though trying to avoid a flash at the people, who well, hide under black cabs. I got to the door and pressed the buzzer, speaking politely into the speaker, I said the publication title and his name. The door buzzed loudly and flexed open, my heel. I squeezed a large amount on my finger and started packing my full of lube. This brand of lube has a numbing agent in it and I want to please Ida buy taking every inch of John’s long hard black cock.I returned to the stage and got on my hands and knees next to Ida and John. I heard the slurping sound of Ida giving John head stop. I felt Ida’s hand on my back and she leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Bitch you’d better take every inch of his black cock, you understand.” I nodded my head.