...Mijn kledingkeus was nogal simpel: alleen een dunne witte blouse, een gordeltje waar ik mijn witte visnetnylons aan bevestigde en daarover dat zwar...e korte minirokje die jij zo geil vind. Dus ook maar die zwarte hoge hakken die jij ooit op de Haagse markt voor me kocht, weet je nog? Ik was nog steeds supergeil en voelde - denkend aan jou - weer natte golven kutsap opwellen vanuit mijn buik en mijn nieuwe visnetnylons natdruppelen......Nu nog wat slimme make-up en mijn lange zwarte haar droog. He flipped me onto my front and I laid onall fours as he pulled the dress I was wearing up, exposing my rawarsehole to the air.Joe mounted me from behind, his legs placed both sides of me and hiscock dangling down directly above my arse. This time it didn't hurt somuch when he entered me, and felt more like a familiar pressurereturning. Joe launched into a relentless rhythm, furiously fucking myarse until it was numb with pleasure. My body was on fire as thispowerful, dominant black man made me. " Im sorry mom!.. I came home to change and you barged in on me!" " oh, well im sorry, I was umm I was ..." she had no excuse but she wondered how long he had been home. ( did he see me fucking myself?) She quickly grabbed his blanket and covered her sexy body from him. " well, im sorry Syd I ugh .. I umm " she was flustered and trotted out. Before she left she did have three words for him.. " not a word!" Chapter 2 After that day Syd no longer thought about the big breasted twins from. The pork chops with sliced apple and baked potato that Fred cooked for supper also went down very well. I scored major brownie points by making Julie a hot water bottle when it was time for bed.There was a great deal of condensation on our windows on Monday morning, and many more leaves down on the pavement – it looked as if there had been an overnight frost, although in the middle of the city it was quite hard to tell. Cardiff is normally pretty mild, protected from the frosts by the same mild.