I helped her take off her top, leggings and knickers, exposing her luscious naked body, her neatly trimmed blonde bush and her wonderful tits. I was r...ck hard now no I resumed attention to her breasts and her pert and puffy nipples, in turn she turned her attention to my cock now glistening with pre cum.I spread her legs and she allowed me to tongue her outer lips, finding her clit and slowly licking it and arousing it to her extreme pleasure, she moaned, “that’s so fucking hot John, oh I love. Julie Thompson was 5'14, long blonde hair, sky blue eyes, great body, My Dad, he was Julie's husband was killed in a car crash when I was 2-months-old, He was coming home from a local bowling ally, he was part of a bowling team and the bowling ally was having a bowling league tournament, he and his team had won the tournament, until it started raining, it was raining so hard, dad couldn't see the road, until a big diesel truck was driving on the wrong side of the road and the headlights were on. I knew you were wearing one of course because you had hair just touching your ears the night before when we met and ever since the first moment I met Sabina your hair has cascaded over your shoulders by a couple of inches. I guess I didn't focus in on your wig because of you, and by that I mean that when you came out dressed as Sabina I saw you as Sabina the woman. I stopped thinking of you as a man altogether I think. It seemed so natural, so right. And now here I am just noticing for the. “Hey, Jason.”“Vincent -- I got something for you to hear.” He located the recording of Aja singing Swing Low.“Who’s that?” Vincent asked.“Her name’s Aja Morgan. She’s the soloist at the Lucas Street AME church. You know them?”“Yeah -- I know Derrick. He does a good job.”“He has talented singers. I was wondering if you could use her on your show.”“She’s good, Jason. Real good. Can’t use her. She’s singing gospel. I do a jazz show.”“It’s jazzy gospel.”“It’s still gospel.”“Then, listen to this.”.