We caught up with Neill and Wanda. Mr. Oldham waited until we were seated at lunch to announce that we would keep the Omaha building on the back burne... for the time being. I could tell that Neill and Wanda were disappointed, but they didn't voice their opinion. The realtor, who must have thought he had a sale, suddenly said he wasn't hungry and left. Wanda excused herself, saying that she would make arrangements for our flights.Neill drove us to the airport. Mr. Oldham sat in the front with. It was hypnotic.He cut my weak protestoff mid-sentence, “Mom, this is the effect you have on me. If I react this wayjust thinking about you, this cannot be wrong. My body would not react this way if it was wrong” hereasoned. “Tell me that you do not have the same feelings. Tell me you are not having the samereaction right now.”I did not know what to do or say; so I simply repeated myself, “We can’t. This is wrong.” But Icontinued to stare at the amazing sight growing longer and more rigid. The girl inside used her two red-polished finger nails to push her long blonde hair back. Grabbed his wrist, inclining her face to speak to him. He moved closer, and I watched her hand leave his arm, travel down his torso to his dick. She licked her lips.Kara. Blood raced through my body, tingling my fingertips. This can’t be happening. This can’t be fucking happening. But he shook his head and laughed. Cupped her face, leaned over, and kissed her. Grabbed her hair, pulling her head. As my mouth was loving this big black cock, Bill was working my chemise off while Jackson’s hands were pinching and pulling on my nipples. My body was shuddering as I was sucking hard on such a large cock. I wanted to taste his cum, to have him fill my mouth and stomach as I milked his balls.Jackson then asked, “Joyce, you want your white pussy stretched by my big black cock? Tell your husband what you want.” I let his cock slip from my mouth as I then said, “God yes, Bill, I want his big.