She looked around and said we need to look out for people who might be getting in the cars on either side of us. I glanced around again, the coast was...clear. She leaned over, sunglasses still on, and put my old cock in her young mouth. Heaven. Her style was exactly what I love at this age: slow and sensual. I reached with my right hand and felt her beautiful ass covered by those little shorts, or Daisy Dukes as k**s call them nowadays. Her head bobbed up and down, up and down, up and down,. I skipped upstairs, yelling down to him,"You go and make yourself sexy for me daddy!"I heard his intake of breath from halfway up the stairs and laughed to myself.I knew exactly what I was going to wear, but I needed to be careful of how exactly I was going to carry it off without daddy getting mad.I browsed through my wardrobe and found my little red mini skirt and my sheer white blouse. I slipped the clothes onto my body. The skirt covered a suitable amount of my thighs but I knew that when I. He leaned his big, masculinebody over my back and whispered in my ear. "Ready for me, baby?" hesaid. Then he slid that fat dick in my hole, so slow and sweet that Iwished it'd never end. "Oh fuck yeah," he said, and got to work.He held me close the entire time, wrapping his big bear arms around mybody, working my dick in his paw as he used my hole. "Joe's a lucky luckyguy to have you around," he whispered. "Oh yeah baby, you're giving me theride my life, what a sweet ass..." The stream of dirty. As always, I hope you enjoy the read, and I’m always looking for feedback.Thank you.The night that was, (chapter 2) Life after divorce Chicago’s winter weather certainly wasn’t doing anything for my disposition. It was only four-thirty and already it was dark outside. I locked the front door to my photography studio and braced the bone chilling cold as I almost slipped on the icy sidewalk. The raw January wind came whipping in from off of Lake Michigan and immediately froze the nasty scowl that.