I hadn’t realized how time goes by too quickly, since years ago, engaged in raising my kids. I should confess I’ve been all alone during these yea...s, only devoted to my family since my widowhood. Men have always courted me though. I think I’m a fortunate or privileged woman who never has been careless or negligent, or casual about my physical appearance, a reason for envy in my girlfriends. Yet I’d get blushed and ashamed when trying to describe myself: slim, my breasts aren’t my strong. Then they would disappear from the public eye, back into her private collection.There was another photo, of Katie presenting the portrait to the Queen. Rumor ran rampant as to who the child was, after all it was the second time she had appeared with the Queen. One journalist almost got it right, saying she was the daughter of the artist, Damon Dawes, and the up and coming children’s writer Sisoban O’Mallory. Wonder what Sissy thought when she read that?The portraits hung in the National Gallery. Cindy doubted that Annie would remember those words in a year’s time, but they made her feel a little better, so she nodded in agreement. The next day her dad drove her to the Central college of Westchester and helped her settle into the dorm. Another girl, Jenny, moved in at the same time. Jenny had a small, round face with what she herself jokingly called “elven ears” due to how pointy they were. She was just slightly taller than Cindy, but had a slightly smaller chest and her pitch-black. I fall to my knees, and inch his boxer shorts down, slowly revealing his cock, and what a cock it is.I pull it out completely, and can't help gasping. Even though only slightly hard, it is already 6 inches long, and thick. Underneath, his balls are large and full, shaven smooth. I can't resist, I lick down his long black shaft from the tip to the base, then tease his balls with my tongue. I take one of them in my mouth and eagerly suck, his cock resting across my face goes almost to my.