Before Molly could react, I stepped back and gave her a boyish grin.“Good morning, Sunshine,” I said cheerily.Molly was blushing when she returned...the greeting, and told me to sit down. She bustled around the kitchen, fixing me a plate. She set the plate of biscuits and ham on the table and plunked down a cup of coffee, before sitting down herself.We chatted while I ate, and continued while we sipped our coffee. I could tell Molly was excited about the idea of helping me with my office. The. I applied suction, and made my tongue more active. I felt a stirring in his shaft, I’d noted nothing special, he seemed normal in size, except for a lot of loose skin. I started slowly moving the skin an inch or so each way, as I worked on his cock with my tongue. Gradually, I felt him thicken and harden. As it became firmer, and no longer necessary for me to hold, I removed my fingers from the shaft to caress and somewhat tickle his balls, playing with them in his sack. His shaft continued to. It hurt. I dont want to be torn. But I am frozen into place as he returns and kneels behind me. I hear a snap as the bottle opens. I jump as the cool liquid touches my little bunghole. Please. Dont. It will hurt. I stammer. He is silent as he works the lotion into my ass with his thumb and the knuckle of one hand. It feels strange as I am slowly spread open. The pain is not intense. I relax and let him work. I hear the bottle burp as he squeezes a large amount of lotion out, and I imagine him. "But... but... I didn't... I would never... Tell him Brother Davis! Tell him the truth!"Jackson chuckled. Somebody was in trouble, and for once it wasn't him. He could get used to that. He entered the liquor store to spend Earl and Elders' money.Evelyn Crable had seen Jackson Davis more times than she cared to, but being that she and her husband owned a liquor store, it was almost inevitable. Something about him was different today, though. He lacked that desperate look he usually wore when he.