" Christie could only imagine how she must look. She was sitting at a kitchen table, her dress open, her panties in shreds at her feet. And she was ac...ing like a hungry whore. Her legs spread wide, with her fingers pumping deep in and out of her pussy. Yes! She wanted more. She wanted to feel him ramming that long fat black dick in her pussy. She wanted to scream as he filled her. He was even bigger than the dildo she hid in her closet.His dick felt so heavy as it smacked across her face. It. She went to the mirror, turned around and bent over. She was looking in the mirror to see how much of her ass showed. She was satisfied. I was too, but wanted much more. Then she put on a sheer bra, while facing me. Then she pinched and pulled her nipples and looked at herself in the mirror. I started yanking my rock hard shaft again. She kept looking at herself in the mirror.She turned around and faced me again. She then started walking toward the closet. I whipped my penis back into my pants. Rebecca gave me a piercing look full of ... something, then asked Maggie about her studies, the family farm, and her family's general well-being. It took a couple of minutes to get her going, but once she opened up, Maggie shared how the trust had changed her life and the lives of her family."Dad is finally living, instead of just working from four a.m. until he dropped from exhaustion. The other kids see him at breakfast and supper, which is something we experienced about twice a year, before. I decided to wander over and knock on Darlene's door, passing by Stacy and Jan's place, but there was no sound I could detect coming from there either as passed by. I stood ringing the buzzer on Darlene's door, though there was no answer. It was entirely possible that Rub was perhaps working today, which might explain her absence, and also possible that Darlene had gone out to do some last minute shopping or something. I returned home, once again sitting outside on my deck starting to wonder if.