Part of me, my pride, says no but a big part of me is telling me to swallow it. You know we both love it here, possibly me more than you. If we were l...cky enough to find another tenancy we'd be starting from scratch all over again and it might well not have the potential that this place had when we started here. Do you want to chew it over overnight?"James looked into her eyes. He seemed unaware of the others sitting there. "When we were humming and hawing over accepting this place," he said,. The Suburban slowed down and pulled off to the side of the quiet road. Rev. Mack got out of his SUV. The six-foot, two-hundred-ten-pound dark-skinned man with a 36-waist walked towards Casey. “Something wrong,” inquired the pastor.“I’m not sure,” Casey said giving puppy-dog eyes.“What do you mean?”“I thought you might wanna pray for me or lay hands on me or something?”“Is that right,” Russell grinned. “I am charged with meeting the needs of the people.”“True! I know a spot where we can. But after an extended honeymoon, he and Stacy collaborated to make me a grandfather the old-fashioned way.But by then, Nicky’s mom and I had given her a sister. But our little piece of the world became a little more crowded due to an unforeseen tragedy.Well, actually, none of us were terribly surprised. Once we joined Belle and her father as husband and wife, they busily set about the business of raising a family, Belle giving birth to a son and a daughter not quite a year apart. But soon after. I run a small, soft hand over the smoothfront of her panties, thrilled to see my mother's reflection do thesame. The shiny material of the flat front of her panties feels sosmooth, so soft!A cute decorative blue bow sits just below the waist band in thecenter, directly above my mother's pussy. The seam of the crotch panelis just visible as the panties disappear into the gap between my legs.I watch my mother's reflection reach in front with her thin fingers,slowly pulling the elastic waist band.