The stroking hands do not leave my body, and I am relaxing again for a little bit.Then the thinner set of fingers part my lower lips and starts stroki...g my clit. This movement is like a little hand job on my clit as if it was a miniature penis. My legs open more for this and my clit is rock hard, pulsing with each stroke. I whimper with the need that is building in me. The stroking motion is firm and perfect, and I buck a little as my hunger grows.The rich-voiced guy speaks out loud saying. What we would be doing together. I was hoping that I would have to change the sheets again. Deshawn started the motor and we headed for my place. Traffic wasn't too bad, mostly tradesmen heading home for the evening. Deshawn parked at the curb in front of my house. I kissed him again. "I think you should come back after dark," I said. "Don't want the neighbors talking about my black honey now, do we? They would know exactly why you are here and what for." "I guess, see you soon," he said rather. I'm not just a big hard dick looking for a pussy."Marcie lifted her slimy face from her mother's gaping slit and said, "Oh, Daddy. We all know what you are." Oh? And what is that, my darling daughter?" Just a big hard dick looking for a pussy." She dissolved in laughter at the phony pained look I attempted. "Go ahead and take your clothes off, Mrs. Smith, if you would really like to fuck my father. I know he would love to fuck you if he can get it up again."Meanwhile, her daughter is practicing. She said its hard for her to do, and i noticed the shitty job she did compared to the time she did it for free then the $51 time. I then told her to do it right and then go home for the night, she proceeded to finish me off and then left.So now today is today and i got a text from her asking if she can come over after she comes home from the mall, and i told her"only if you are happy i want you to stop by" She replied with"i just dont like drawing low # because its too degrading but drawing a.