The smile and the twinkle in his eyes resembled Noodle's in her happier moments. "That's me," she said proudly, "me, Tyrone Jameson, de way de Good Lo...d made me." She shook her head."You look fly too, Noodle, but this picture of you as Tyrone looks even better." What I done was wrong, Nylon, but dis thing dey done to me, it's too much. Ten minutes as a girl woulda been enough." It would've been enough for me too, Noodle."She looked at me closely, like Rabbi Hirsch had done a while ago. "You. I had lured him away from our home to the middle of nowhere on the pretense of having a flat tire. He'd raced out, into the night, to come get me. Out here, in the dark, next to this sleazy motel, I could be just another piece of ass he could fuck. We didn't have to worry about being discovered. His wife, my mother, would not see us; would not hear us. There were no family portraits hanging on the walls and no dinner dishes needing to be washed. I was just a woman and he was just a man. In the. You move your lips down my body as you begin to unbuckle my jeans. Please let me taste it! I smack your ass and say in a low voice go ahead babygirl itsyour birthday! i move one finger into you as you pull my pole out and begin to slowly lick the shaft moving up as the precum is waiting for you already. Its so damn tasty ! I turn onto our street, please can i ride you Poppa, its my favorite ride! you climb on top of me and slowly slide down my pole. your body curls onto mine as i pull into the. "Carried along by the momentum of her playful but highly effectivedomination, I responded in my best Ginger voice, "Yes, dearest. Thankyou for being so thoughtful." Anything for my yummy sweet treat." She tittered. "Now stay righthere while I go and get it."I sat there trying to think of some way out of the maze in which shehad me trapped. No matter which way I turned, it led me back to somefamiliar cul-de-sac. I was still thinking in circles when my wifereturned. She was carrying several.