. " She seemed to be thinking more to herself than me."Whisper, you're soul's not... " I started.She snapped up, eyes flashing angrily, asking, "Who's...Whisper? I'm not Whisper!"The anguish on her face was too much too bear. Gently I asked, "What's your name?"Tears streaked down her cheeks as she said, "Pamela Greenwood." Greenwood?"She nodded."Are you related to Salvatore Greenwood?"Again she nodded. "He's my father."I had been running around with someone I thought was Whisper. She had talked. ‘Just cause I’m old, doesn’t mean I’ve died sexually. I haven’t had a man in years but my pussy still remembers how it felt when it was full of nice hard dick. I’m not trying to impress you with my harsh words. I’ve never been able to play with words where my feelings were concerned. Sofia’s the same way and you know it.’ I looked at her. She was right on that score. When it came to expressing herself Sofia said things as they were. It didn’t matter if what she said hurt your feeling or not. I. Aunty was there she asked me how I slept I said fine. Then taking a brave move I said I had a dream last night about you. She said really; then there was a few seconds of silence and the aunty said my name I replied. She said do you sleep naked. I replied yes I acted shock and said did you see anything last night. She said yes and asked her what she said I saw your penis. I said ohh sorry. She said its fine i’ve seen them before no big deal. Then I said what do you think you’re the first girl. Her body stiffened, and then it hit her. “That’s it, that’s it, OOHHH Yes. Oh God, I’m cumming”. She threw her head back and bucked her hips wildly as the sensations overwhelmed her. He pressed his fingers against her g-spot and sucked hard at her clit. “Fuck, that felt good!” She pushed his face away from her sensitive clit and pulled at him; pulling him up to her. She kissed him deep, as she Reach for his jeans and tried to undo them. “Take them off.” she told him. Mike started to undress,.