Granddad knocked softly on the door but when no one answered, he stepped into the room.“Are you okay?” he whispered.We were all clutched together,...collapsed on the floor in front of my easel, crying. I don’t think we’d cried so much at Lonnie’s funeral the day before. We just hung onto each other and cried. Granddad looked over at the painting and tears sprang from his eyes as well. I held out an arm and he joined our group hug. We all wept.It took a while. Granddad pulled away first and with a. Here's a number where you can reach me."He handed me a card with just a mobile number printed on it nothing else."Don't give her any more than three a week," he chuckled and never more than one at a time, ok." Right," I said.We didn't shake hands but he just turned away and then he called back over his shoulder."Be hearing from you soon," he chuckled.With the bottle in my pocket I walked home and there it stayed for the rest of the week for I didn't have the nerve to use them. Then Ted rang me. Keyshia tells me about the first time she let her best friend lick her after a night out drinking with her and the girls, we also talked about the fact that not many other African Americans seemed to be into strapons or being open about their bisexual experiences. I was amazed at how accidentally catching her with another woman between her legs could open my eyes to other forms of sex like it had.Just stepping out of my shower I hear a knock at the front door, I throw on a pair of my basketball. "How can you resist that?" Mia grinned and got on the couch behind the toned blonde. She added lots of lube to her strap-on and Lisa's ass. She thought she was going to need it as she wasn't going to be gentle.Tina started sucking on Lisa's nipples, running her hands slowly around those perky, round B-cup tits, even adding some lube to give them a good massage while Mia was busy at the other end.Mia started pushing her fake cock inside Lisa's ass. It went in quite easily and soon she had all 10.