” “Don’t you just hate needy women?” “Not this one.” “Well she enjoyed very much, having her needs met.” “Glad to be of help. Very g...ad in fact.” During dinner we chat about our friends. I tell her about Jerry and she about her friend Jamila, who’s cabin we’re in. Jamila was her maid of honor, before that a college friend. They met and became friends over the of hatred toward the same ex-boyfriend. Jamila has already divorced her second husband and was the one who got her onto this site. “Well,. I just left the hospital.”“Aiight, ma!”Rochelle disconnected the call and accelerated in her 2015 Cadillac SRX crossover S.U.V. A few minutes later, she pulled into the driveway of the palatial townhome. She parked in the garage next to the 2009 BMW 3-series. As she entered the house, she called out, “I’m home!”Jeramiah came running into the kitchen and smiled, “Hi, ma! How are you?”“I’m well, baby,” Rochelle simpered. “How was your evening?”“It was good. Beat Coree at Madden.”“Good job, honey.. "Without another word she swallowed my cock whole and starting bobbing her head up and down. She was good!"So you don't have any pride?" I was starting to see where this could go.She stroked me and shook her head, "As long as when you're done with me you dump your load in my belly, you can make me do anything." Show me your fucking tits."She immediately lifted her shirt and pulled down her bra. This was going to be hard to argue with. Her tits were sagging fun bags and a good cup size pushed up. " Okay, I was just busting your chops a little. Where is this roomy of Judy's?"James pointed to a girl standing by herself on the other side of the dance floor. "That's her with the dark green jumper. See her?" Son of a bitch. She has got to be the homeliest girl in the entire school. You can't really expect me to squire her around can you? It would ruin my reputation. People would laugh at me." You owe me Charley. How about it? Will you help out your best friend or not?" Okay, okay, but this.