I took another toke as I continued to slowly slide it in. I’d never had these feelings before. It almost felt like I was gonna cum again. And just t...e sight of that huge black snake against my skin was thrilling.“Talk to me, baby. You feelin’ it? You love daddy fillin’ you?”“Oh fuck daddy, you’re the magic man. I totally love it! I’m stuffed with black cock and love it.”“Okay, start movin’ your hips now. Get it goin’ in and out. You almost got it all now.”“Fuck me, daddy. Fuck me now. Pound me. I sat there listening to all the gossip, Tim Wyoming had a young girl upat his house. Tim was smiling again for the first time in two years.There was a new Blessed Spirit on the Reservation and she was livingwith Tim Wyoming. There was a lot of speculation about the pair, and alot of hopes that it would turn into a lasting relationship.Gladys sat down across from me."I, I have to know," she said. "I'll understand if you can't tell me,but was he happy when it happened?" she'd figured out why. I chose a pair of blue panties and a matching bra, which did very little to contain my breasts. After I put on a sleeveless dress with a loose skirt that fell to just above my knees, I went into housewife mode again and began preparing supper. Tonight's meal consisted of prime rib, baked potato, green beans and salad. Everything was finally ready to go on the table when I heard he pull into the driveway. Quickly, I took the champagne from the refrigerator and iced it down in the bucket and. His eyes blatantly traced the contours of her breasts and thighs under the loosely tied bathrobe, and he smiled with obvious appreciation."Th-thank you," she said, drawing her robe tighter around her and grabbing the envelope. Who could... ? There was no return address on the letter itself, and only and unreadable scrawl on the receipt pasted to its front."You have to sign for delivery, Ma'am," the now ogling older postman said, and held out a thick stub of pencil. She signed with a hurried.