Now I want to check your ticklish spots so come over here. She came over and I checked. Rib cage, check, knee caps, check, shoulders by the neck, chec.... All my favorite spots were ticklish. "Now sit down over there" point right across from me."Now Liz, come over and sit on my lap". She jumped up like her pants were on fire eager to get on my lap. I had her straddle both knees facing me. "Now I want to show you something." Once again, I planted my best kiss on Liz. I did not have to wait long as. Then she worked the huge cock into her sopping wet cunt.“Oh, God, yes, give it to me you fucking stud, give me that big black cock.” she hissed. “Fuck me good. Make me your married white bitch!”The phrase married white bitch reverberated in her mind, inflaming her passion, while the primordial scent of African man meat saturated her olfactory senses.This potent combination, plus the tranquilizers’ muscle-relaxing effects, caused her pussy to open wider and surrender fresh territory to the. Again, my mind reeled with new images. “Girls, too?” I asked in disbelief. “Sure, why not? Girls have needs too. Any mouth can give orgasms, so why limit yourself?” she reasoned. As we pushed our shopping cart up and down the aisles, I became aware of how attractive my young niece had become. Now that I shared in her secret, she was more desirable than my wildest dreams. We passed the in-store bank branch on the way out, and Mary grabbed one of the free cherry lollipops they offered their. We ate at an Italian restaurant where we could sit outside and watch the people go by as we enjoyed our meal. A couple of bottles of Rioja with our food followed by a large Amaretto each had Alison a little tipsy. She leant close to me and told me to look under the table. As I leant back and raised the table cloth Alison parted her long, slender legs. She was panty less. Her neatly trimmed pussy was exposed for me, and I could see it was a little moist."I want to try it tonight, she said to me..