" I doubt that!" She laughs and I decide this is working pretty well."I don't! If there was a beautiful woman like you working where I worked, I'd be ...iping drool from my chin every two minutes," I tell her, wiping my chin for emphasis."That was syrup, not drool," she laughs, but she's clearly enjoying the compliments."Whatever. I just mean that you are very..." Can I call my mom's friend sexy? Is that appropriate? "umm ... beautiful and you probably turn guys' heads wherever you go." She stops. “We just got a call asking if we knew you, once I told the woman you were my son, she told me you’d been in a car accident.” He looked around to his wife and daughter. “None of us were thinking about how you got here. What do you remember?” While his father had been talking, Christopher had internally decided not to mention the strange man with the black skin that had taken him from his car. He convinced himself that he was hallucinating, and that someone else, maybe a firefighter had saved. I rubbed my balls with one hand as he furiously rubbed my shaft through the lace with both of his hands. His strong grip brought me closer. I saw one hand wander from my shaft and squeeze my ass checks hard. Oh, I was going to explode. "Pleasee, make me your little bitch. Finger my tight hole. I'm going to cum all inside these panties." Anything for you you little slut. I'm going to make you cum! I want you to squirt your load into these hot black panties."And with that my lover slid his middle. ”“Really?” Cindi asked, walking into the dining room.“Just her expression. Ken and Joan won’t. Of the younger crowd, maybe one or two will show up. I’m thinking possibly Stacy and Bev, and maybe Ted. Brian and Samantha won’t be here. She talked to me about it, and Brian isn’t ready for that just yet. The more interesting one was Tom. Bethany said they’d be here.”“Ooh! The hunky fireman!” Cindi cooed. “Too bad he’s taken!”“I bet you anything you care to wager he has a friend who’d be interested.