She was a nice looking lady for someone 15 years mysenior. "Forever," she said, and smiled at me strangely. "Yeah, forever. Anyway, we're going to Les...Miserables and then a latesupper. Midnight too late for you?" No, not at all," I said, wincing internally. "My wife gets home aboutthen, so I'll just call her and tell her I may be over here when shegets home."As I was talking I began to hear some decidedly loud thumps coming fromupstairs. Pete noticed me glancing at the ceiling. "k**s!," he. She put on her sweats, turned the coffee on, and went out to get the paper. She sat waiting for the coffee, not really reading. She felt really tired. "OK, I have to get myself dressed, eat, feed Justin, and get him to the daycare. Just maybe I can do that before I die."She got his breakfast together and then went upstairs to get him ready. When she was packing his bag, she anticipated a relief. Someone else would be responsible for a while. How did Natalie do this every day?She left Justin at. He sneaked a quick peek at her thighs but they were closed so the view wasn’t very interesting. Mandy’s head rolled to the TV and she got absorbed in the back stabbing and conniving among the group of men trying to get laid by the women who were more focused on survival. He asked his sister, “Aren't you going to bed, I thought you were tired?”“Maybe later, I’m still enjoying myself.”“You want to step outside and do another joint?”She threw him a 1000 watt smile, “You have one?”“Yeah, half a. Oh fuck ,her tone sounds like she really means business. what have I got myself into? It was my fantasy and I did ask for it. The way she yanked my hair turned me on and startled me at the same time. Yes Queen B. I stammer as she pulls my head back towards her and commands me to “Suck it. “She loosens her grip of handful of hair and I slid the tip of the purple monster in my mouth. I swirl my tongue around the entire head to get it good and wet. I lick down the bottom of the shaft all the way.