The little man shuffled from behind the counter with two indigo colored cups. "The tea is hot but not scalding hot. You should drink it before it co...ls." Another imperative and I was inclined to sip it at my own pace. The first sip though was so amazingly good I kept sipping my cup until it was gone. I noticed my mother set her cup down at the same instant I did. We smiled discreetly at each other.The man was pleased we had finished the tea quickly. "You are Mother and Daughter. Such a. I start to squirt everywhere as he fingers me harder. I can't handle everything at once. His cock hitting the back of my throat, him fingering me and rubbing my clit at the same time, and him calling me a slut sets me over the edge. He flips me over and pulls up my hips. I start to moan as he rubs my juicy ass. He gives me a hard smack."Yes!" I cry out. "You want it so bad you slut, your pussy is dripping all over the sheets, goddamn you love this black dick," He says. "I do, please give it to. She had a tentative smile on her face and looked nervous.Tom stopped a moment then walked on toward the porch and waiting woman. The woman was his ex-wife's two year younger cousin. All during their dating and short marriage, Song tortured him unceasingly every time they were together. She made it plain to all concerned she thought Brenda was not the woman for Tom. She let it be known she thought she would be much better for him than her older cousin. Tom never seriously paid her any attention. I took my time with the make up, I keep it simple, I don't like putting on so much that I look like a clown, just some lipstick, eyeshadow, simple stuff that makes me look good. I put on my black, shoulder length wig.Up went my black panties, then my hose of course, tan hose. Put on my black bra, posed in front of the mirror (I have great legs and ass). Next, came my blue, long-sleeved blouse, tucked into a tan, tight, skirt. And of course, sensible heels, nothing crazy, I like tall heels,.