There were also a dozen of beautiful white women, all mature ladies, being swarmed by the black gang members. They were dancing and it seemed like eac... woman had about three black men dancing with her. Jamal took my wife and started dancing with the group. A few black men attempted to dance with them and grind against my wife but Jamal just gave them a look and they backed off. They must have been afraid of him.I thought I would wander around the house and not one room was empty.I walked by one. She smiled at him as she began to let her fingers play around inside. It wasn't long before juices began to drip down her fingers. Satisfied with how wet she'd made herself her pulled the fingers out, walked back towards him, separated her fingers and asked, more confident now, "One each?" The both licked, sucked and slurped on her fingers, swapping them every so often as they let their tongues run over the other's. Feeling her confidence grow she decided to try to distract him. With a grin she. His left arm was draped over her side and he was cupping one of her boobs. His pelvis was pressed into his cushion like ass and he was semi hard. “Shit” He whispered to himself as he slowly tried to untangle himself from his mom before she woke up. Just as he lifted his hand away from her. He heard a small groan and she opened her eyes. “Joey? Are you okay?” “Uhhh, yeah mom, I was just a little cold.” Joey thought on the spot. “Oh, okay, that’s good.” His mom sighed and snuggled closer to. Complete bull. I’m going to go see Daisy today, whether it’s a visitation day or not.’ Jake shuddered, ‘I’ll even offer my help with the wedding plans.’ Nodding, Matt added, ‘It takes a brave man to go cake shopping.’ Jake threw a paper ball at him. ———- ‘Hello, I’m Daisy McKean, Mrs. Jake McKean.’ Daisy looked at her reflection at the bridal shop. Standing on the pedestal-dais in front of the floor-length mirror, she looked at herself critically. Rotating to her side, Daisy let out a puff of.