But, at least I showed her that there was hope for her and that there were plenty of men that would want her and love to be intimate with her.I've had...more "divorcee pussy" than I can remember but there are several very memorable babes that I'd like to tell you about. The next one I can hardly get out of my mind is Cindy. Cindy was much younger than Diana, she was actually only in her mid-20s, but her husband quickly lost interest in her after he'd knocked her up and gotten her pregnant. And. Over that went matching black satin panties and a padded retro satin bra. All of this had me hard already, but my eyes then fell on the finishing touch, a brand new black and white French sissy maid outfit. This slipped on easily over the top, a perfect fit, and beautiful too.As I admired my reflection I heard the front door bang shut.Oh no. Oh no no no. How could I forget about that? A builder had let himself in. He was supposed to come yesterday to fix the leaky roof, but never showed up. Now. He wasn't as good of an artist as he thought he was and got overly excited whenever he sold something. He'd become more successful when he got out of teaching and opened a gallery selling better artists works. She surveyed his paintings displayed around the garage. The ten he'd completed were all there. He averaged one painting a year. "Where's... you didn't." He gave me two hundred dollars for it. It's the highest priced painting I ever sold."The painting in question was a nude of Mindy. She. “May be you are a lucky girlie and have only to blow some black dicks outside there” He smiled ironically.The voices could now be heard coming down the street; I commenced to shake in fear and cry."You want me to turn the lights on out there? Those boys won't be nice like me." He threatened.“Take your nice dress off, bitch, I want to see your naked body” He said in his deep voice."Please." I begged sobbing, “I just need a phone”."Lose that dress, bitch, or you'll be the center of a black gang.