It was a very routine Friday evening, when I; accompanied by some of my regular friends had our routine program to meet at the club and I rushed home ...rom work to take a quick shower, get fresh and ready; wearing something very casual and impressive, surely hopeful to hit a jackpot as usual I mean my kind of pussy because the club had always been a great place for me at least to get a nice hook up. We, the group of friends met and were together for about half an hour at the most, as usual and. Those boobs weren’t coming in my single hand. They were so huge. I started pressing them. But, she stopped me. And took my hands below inside her panties. She had hair below. She asked me to help her open her panties. I gradually pulled them down. She had trimmed her hair in a V pattern down there. As I bent down to help her open her panties, she pressed my face against her pussy. It was so wet. I could smell her pussy and trust me it smelt really very good.I slowly planted a kiss on her pussy. As i judged earlier she badly needs love and caring.I wiped her tears and said, ‘no one is in my home.. you come to my home.. we will talk..” and went down to my home.I went to my home and she came after 15 minutes… she stood near my home entrance.. she didn’t come in.I said ‘come in..’She nodded her head symbol of ‘no’…I went near her and got her left hand… i said ‘ i truly love you. i know we can’t join in this life.. but ………” I stopped here.She lifted her head and gestured like a question. I headed back to my car and drove home. My daughter, Amber, had dinner started. She was bubbly, in such a good mood, almost glowing, her black hair sweeping behind her. I frowned at my fourteen-year-old daughter.I swear she had gotten laid today.“Anything happen at school?” I asked.“Just the most awesomest lesson from Ms. Marcie,” she said. “All the girls were involved.”I grunted. “Sounds fun.”She nodded her head. “How was work?”“It was going great right until the end,” I sighed.“Oh?” she.