I bought a few pencils too (I always broke them within a few weeks) – I hate writing in pen. Pen is slick and slippery and smudges and my handwritin... gets all messy… AND I can’t erase it. I drove home, arriving at my small suburban house. I climbed up on the orange roof to look at all the other little suburban houses that stretched for so far and watched the sunset as I wrote. My letter was very long, and I introduced myself. I talked a lot about what I liked and what my interests were, and. Incredible," Bob gasped as he came out of his shocked state. His hands came up and touched her bare ass cheeks gently, caressing her.Jenny shivered as she allowed his hands to roam across her exposed ass cheeks. She closed her eyes in excitement, enjoying the feeling of his strong hands on her soft flesh. Suddenly she gasped and looked back. Bob was kissing her ass.He rained kisses on one cheek before moving to the other until both were wet with his saliva. "Get on you hands and knees," Bob. The black woman followed him. He leaned out and pulled the door closed."I couldn't help but notice you on the elevator," he said. "Or what was on your face." Yes, sir," she replied. "I didn't know it was so obvious."Again, a surprised look in reaction to her calling him sir. Emboldened, he pressed on."It looked like you had jizz on you," he continued. "It turned me on seeing a hot black girl that way."Shanika was already aroused from being ordered to her knees and made to suck Craig's cock. Now. He worried though that she might be upset that he had only gotten to these three rooms, but she said very little as she handed him his check for that first day as he left, other than that she would see him the following Monday. Arriving the next week he decided to work on her bedroom first. After changing the linens and making her bed, wondering as he did whether she ever did so herself, he then tackled her clothes closet, finding the floor piled with a jumble of mismatched.