Wendy showed her an album, a hansom chap in a good suit, looked back at her, there were wedding pictures, and baby and parent pictures, then suddenly ...e vanished from the pictures altogether, Wendy explained, “that he had left when the boy was three” she blushed as she said, “it had turned out he really a gay, and though he loved her in a strange sort of way and he sent money to keep them both, he was happier away on a ship with other men!” Jim however did not know why his dad had left, but. She had moved her hand down to my cock, slowly stroking it as it was coming back to life, she loved what I had gotten for Brenda, “Just the perfect thing to nail down our new management here in the office.” Again I wondered why, but she climbed up on top of me, moving her pussy lips back and forth along my, now hardening shaft - the feeling was unbelievable, especially when she had just let me enjoy two mind blowing orgasms. I forgot all about her comment, this was so enjoyable, my eyes rolled. "Yeah, it was great to have an eager mouth or a tight ass around to coax out a load whenever I needed it," he said, as I took half his fat cock in my mouth. It seemed that many white guys took it in the ass, too, although I hadn't tried that yet myself in my long six hour history of being a black cock slut. I'd read somewhere that a prostate orgasm is the most intense kind, but at that time, the idea of having anything in my ass sounded so unpleasant that it prevented giving this idea any. In my dream we did it for a long time, and I didn't mind that you were hugging me the whole time we did it. When I woke up, I felt all funny, and I had been touching myself. I've never had a dream like that before. In my dream, it was nice, and I didn't feel bad afterwards." That sounds like a good dream. Do you think we'll ever make it come true?" I think it was just a dream. You better go home, if you're going to come back here by seven."I drove back home carefully. With the rain and sleet,.