I wasn’t disappointed. She texted me back four smiley faces. We arrived back at the house. When we were sitting in our living room, I asked Mike, �...Michelle says you’re an architect. Do you work for yourself or with a firm?” “A pretty big company in Seattle. We work on office buildings, medical, we’ve done a few hospitals, mostly pretty big projects.” “Ever anything in Eastern Washington?” “Actually, we’re bidding on a medical center in Prosser only about 45 minutes from here and it looks pretty. SHE, unknown to her Father, had taken care of the rent, when they were nearly broke, by letting the landlord play with, and mount her. He had been good enough that she offered to pay the rent for a whole year with her body. SHE had enjoyed it almost as much as HE had. Falina had only been 8 years old, and hadn't understood the way the world worked, THEN!!! She had watched her Mama roll around and grunt, with El Patron on top of her, or behind her, doing like a dog, or El Toro. Her Mother had. You can call me Honey, but my real name is Patricia Westminster and for most of my adult life I was addressed as “Lady Patricia” by friends and strangers alike. I always felt a little foolish being called “Lady” because a lot of the time my thoughts about the males in close proximity to my person were decidedly on the sensual side and in some instances plain downright naughty enough to be censored by competent authority. At such times, I certainly didn’t feel like a lady in either thought or. His hands starts climbing their way back to up my body and stops at my hair. He runs his hands through my curly fro-y hair. He grabs handfuls of it and was styling it in many different ways. Then all of a sudden, he grabs my shirt and rips it open. I thought I’d just about came right then and there. My pussy was now so wet that I was sure it was dripping down my thighs. He throws my shirt on the floor and started taking off my bra. Immediately, he started sucking on my big hard dark.