I was planning to make that dream come true! A few more touches here and there, and I was pleased. On the tall bookcases, I left the middle shelves op...n for small framed photographs of my daughter Monae, and my grandson. I even had time to hang some of my old bachelor art, lithographs and photographs of vintage and contemporary (or at least 1980s contemporary) girly images my ex-wife Yvette never approved of and which had been languishing for years in storage. I finished it off with a few. She'd admitted being taken in by the 'petite bombshell.' She and Alicia had a lovely time, she said, hitting town, visiting concerts and making love. But she'd suspected 'something off' with the girl, something boding trouble — a red flag waving.Angique had chuckled at the red flag warning. "Yes," she'd admitted, "the girl is special" — before dropping the subject and getting back to things more physical.To make a long and delicious story shorter — Angique left the next morning promising to. He got himself on top of me, and despite his a hundred and thirty pounds, his ass on my tits felt wonderfully good. He smashed his lips on mine and we met in a kiss, our tongues meeting each other while John licked my wet pussy clean. He got bored of that and got out his cock. I broke Jacob's kiss and asked John, "How big is your cock, bro?" "Nine inches," he answered proudly as his cock brushed my pussy. "How about you, Jake?" I asked in a seductive voice. John pushed his whole nine inch cock. I suddenly saw my relationship with Micah in a different light; my parents relationship too (gawd, what a horrible image). I realized that this could, and would color my perception on a whole host of things. It struck me that this sudden revelation fundamentally changed me as a being; so much so, that I literally was not the same person I was when I woke up this morning. I was someone... new.When they'd finished with me they separated a bit and bathed themselves briefly, then they led me to the.