“How’s your van?” I asked.“That girls a tough bitch, she’s fine, few dents” he said talking like it was a person the way most men talked a...out their cars. He had black all up his arms and on his fingers, same old Lewis.“Ronnie” Lewis said. “Yes?” I asked, unsure what to say. “He’s ours right?” he asked, looking at me his face serious. I wasn’t sure what to say. I had wanted to tell him for so long, but I couldn’t, I didn’t want to raise our son in a mess of a relationship. But there was no. They were breathing heavy, both had their eyes closed as her hands felt over his stomach before circling to climb up his back. She was the first to open her eyes, waiting patiently until he did the same and slowly slid her aqua green shirt up and over her head dropping it behind her. He stared at her in awe and his hands reached forward to cup her large breasts eliciting a soft moan from her lips. His hands made small circles on her breasts and he bent down his tongue tracing the line of her. ~Is this really happening?~He caught movement at the door: Aisha. Steve latched onto her like any manabout to lose his manhood would. He hadn't seen her in nearly a decade, butthey had kept in touch until she had become Ahmed's second wife andconverted. She wore her black abaya, hijab, and veil, but he knew her eyes.To further ensure he knew who she was, she had allowed a few blonde hairs topeek out from under her headscarf."Don't be afraid," she whispered.He shifted his focus to her face, what. One of my fantasies is to watch Judy give a guy a blow-job on the beach, but it seemed conditions were never quite right for that to happen. In the past, Judy hasn't been comfortable with the opportunities that we've had. So far, our closet encounter to sex with a stranger came last summer, when a naked guy stood ten feet away and masturbated himself to orgasm while he watched Judy blow me until I came all over her lovely face. We all found the experience very stimulating. We like going to the.