Brad never made enough money to support her daughter as wellas she was used to. She never treated him well. She would soon pay for thatmistreatment. H...len finished dressing.?Over her black lingerie (panties, corset and hose attached to garterscoming from the corset), she put on a black see-through lace blouse and blackleather skirt with high black boots.? Ofcourse, she wore her favorite diamond pendant and several rings. The women discussed where they would shop and where to gofor lunch.? They. When he came by again a few minutes later he was really strutting, his chest puffed out. Queens, I been around long enough to know it was for my benefit, and I was pretty sure we were gonna end up hooking up in a booth before too long. This time I smiled and said, “You want a blow job, honey? I’ll make it really good for you, sweetie – promise.”He just smiled: “Not right now.” And he continued walking around the arcade. “Ok, sweetie,” I said. I’ll be right here. I’ll do anything you want, baby. I was amazed how easy it was to slide from simple caring love to eroticism. Our tongues were playing with each other, and her skin felt like fine, worn leather. Our flesh was pressing against each other, and our hands were very active in expressing our appreciation. I moaned at how much my body loved her body. A strong, bony hand replied by gripping my penis firmly. Eleora began to stroke me. I was soon gasping in the pleasure, thrusting my erection in harmony with her pulsing grip."Eleora?" I. You’re the one.’ A thrill raced through him. ‘That’s how I feel about you,’ he said. She crawled up higher so that their faces were level, and she kissed him tenderly. ‘Would you love me no matter what?’ she asked. ‘Of course.’ ‘What if I wasn’t pretty anymore?’ she asked. ‘Jana,’ he said, touching her cheek, ‘the way you look is what attracted me to you in the first place, I’ll admit that. But the woman I love is you, not the body you wear. And I’ll love you until the day I die. The real you,.