I sure do miss Momma. Daddy musta missed her too, 'cause he'd say, 'Darlin', you look so much like your momma, I just wanna marry you.' “Well, after...Momma died, Daddy moved us from the country of Dahlonega, Georgia to the big city of Atlanta. I hated the city. It was loud, smoggy, noisy. I couldn't bring my horses, neither. God, I miss my horses even now! He moved us into this cramped up ole shack of an apartment building in downtown. He said that it'd be better for me. I think he just wanted. The white blouse barely covered her exposed bald pussy; since I still had in my pocket her soaking wet red thong…All black men went crazy right there. Then Ana moved up to the dance pole and played like she was running her mouth up and down on it. Then she straddled it humping the pole acting like she was having an orgasm. Then she started to wiggle her ass against the pole slowly at first then building up speed like she was fucked in the ass from behind by a huge black dick. Just about all the. Fir maine uski bra bhi utar k uske nipples ko jabardast tareeke se muh me le liya or zor zor se chusne laga.Fir maine uske gale me kiss kiya fir uske hatho me fir uske boobs me fir uske pet me fir uski naabhi me fir mai uski jeans utarne laga pehle to wo mana karne lagi par fir usne allow kar diya fir maine uski panty bhi utardi.Ab wo mere samne puri nang thi.Hamare kamre me roshni ati hai to usey bhot sharam aa rahi thi.Fir maine apni tshirt or lower or undershirt utar k uske samne underwear. I followed a lovely blonde girl upstairs trying not to look at her sexy little backside swaying beneath the tight, white jeans, but by the time we reached the top my pussy was soaking.The room was the first one on the left at the top of the stairs and I nearly bumped into the blonde as she stopped at it to fumble for her key,"You must be Suzy" I said and she laughed as we shook hands, "Yes so that makes you Jane, right?" Right" I laughed and we entered the room together, there was a living.