”“The Bacchanalia!” Elyse exclaimed gleefully.“Somehow I think that’s just not going to work!” I grinned.“What if we do two parties?” ...lyse grinned. “The bash with everyone and then a Bacchanalia with you and as many girls who want to attend. No clothes for anyone and all the girls available for anything you want!”I chuckled, “I’ll set up the bash. I’ll have to think about the other one.”We finished eating and Cindi and Elyse volunteered to do the dishes. I went up to my room and took a quick. Nowadays, my son and daughter are grown and living on their own, and my husband Ali Aden recently divorced me. He’s living with a white woman named Meredith O’Leary whom he met while we were still married. Apparently, Meredith is a cop too. A lot of Somali brothers are going for white chicks these days. I wish my ex-husband Ali the best. Does that surprise you? A divorced woman wishing her ex-husband the best? Well, it really shouldn’t. Let Ali enjoy himself with his white bitch. I’m almost. Bryan stands up and starts pulling his clothes off. When his belt clicks, Narcisa’s head drops forward and her eyes spring open. “Oh yes, I do want that,” she says licking her lips. She arches her back and spreads her legs wide. “Hurry up.”Bryan’s cock bounces out and Narcisa slides to her knees, pulling down his pants. She grips the base of his cock and gives it a long lick from base to tip before taking it into her mouth. Her head bobs up and down and moans and coos escape her with every. " Aw heck, you're such a spoilsport," she said. "Well, we could try something else, something I think you might like." What's that?" I asked."Well, your're not shaving yet, are you?" Uh, no, not yet ... oh I get it, I could try and grow a mustache ... that would be so cool," I said."See," she said, "I still have great ideas, if you would only listen to me all the time you would come out so much the better." Good grief," I said using my best Charlie Brown impersonation.The rest of the day was.