” She said to Melissa “but I do still have a responsibility both to you and to your mom. Just not the same one I guess.” She sighed deeply. “O.... Fine. I’ll keep my mouth shut but I reserve the right to raise a major bitch later.”“I think that’s fair,” I said.“How did this happen? Not the job, I heard about that but you two, together,” Sylvia asked.“Well, I think it was while we were talking about Their Eyes Were Watching God,” supplied Melissa. Sylvia nodded as if this made sense. It didn’t to. It was tightin the rear end and around the knees. The bottom was so tight all hecould do is take very short steps. He put the matching red shoes on.They had six-inch heels and it was next to impossible to walk in them.It took him almost fifteen minutes to get to the kitchen. He got hisusual cup of coffee and thought the dress would split when he sat down.He was just getting up to get another cup when Linda walked in. Shesmiled when she saw the difficulty he was having walking.She said, "In that. Well, your mother and I tried for nearly eight months before she became pregnant with you." So it wasn't a shot gun marriage then?" Graham asked."Oh shit no, it was the last thing your grandparents wanted, but with your mother being pregnant they couldn't keep putting obstacles in our way any longer. You know if your grandfather had had a shotgun, I think he would have shot me rather than let me marry his daughter." Why did he dislike you so much, dad?" Kaye asked."I'm not sure Baby," Kaye. She could feel his fingers slowly grab her hair roughly, it wouldn't be long before he lost his mind in lust. Not long at all. The male was slowly losing his mind in pure ecstasy, the sweet feeling of her tight, wet throat around his cock, and so close to the very bottom of his length. As he felt his lovers mouth bob slowly, to him, up and down on his wet skin, she bobbed her head up one too many times. The male swiftly pushed his lovers mouth all the way down on his cock, her nose was shoved.