My dick which had lost it ridged state of minute ago began to twitch again in my pants. Marjory was quickly becoming an addictive drug. Wanting more o... her in despite of her age I made the move this time motioning with a tilt of the head towards the door before slipping out. I would not be disappointed. Just out of view from all the guests we held each other tight around the waist as again we locked our lips together not dividing until we had our fill. With a sky full of brightly lit stars we. Slapping my face hard several times, “You liked what whore?” she demanded. “I liked you kicking my fuckin’ whore cunt” I replied, knowing the more I said; the better she liked it. “That’s better whore” she said. “You like being abused don’t you mom?” she asked. “Yes dear, I like being an abused whore”. Several more slaps to my face followed, then “You like being a whore for black cock” she then said. “Oh fuck yes” I said, “I love being a fucking whore for black cock”. “Good” she. " This is beginning to sound more like the manipulative Julie I know, thought Randy. "But I haven't got any clues about what you want me to do, Julie." "And here I thought I was being so perfectly obvious." Julie casually brushed her lips against Randy's cheek. "I still want to go shopping at the mall tonight, of course. And I was thinking you might want to accompany me." "You want me... to go to the mall?" Randy shook his head. "There ain't no way I'm going to that mall, babe. I avoid that. I was loving the attention and my moves were seductive. I knew I was turning him on. Soon, I saw him walking to the door of my building....he was coming up! I got a note ready and when he knocked, I slid it under the door. My note said," I'm not a real woman, but am a sissy crossdresser. If you knock again, I will open the door. His knock was immediate, and so I did.This man was probably near 60, pot bellied, and bald. I thought he looked a bit like the cartoon character of Bill on King of the.