She never really told me what they were. Emma’s mom and dad had been divorced for a few years now. She had been passed from relative to relative dur...ng all the problems.I walked over to where Emma was sitting. She looked up and smiled at me. I could see that she didn’t want to be there.“You want to take a walk with me? I’ll show you the old mill pond where we swim in the summer.”Emma nodded and got up from her chair. We put on our coats and boots and headed out.It was still snowing as we made. “I’ve always loved your ass” he said.I couldn’t help but reply. “Well you’re really gonna love it in a sec.” I chuckledHe giggled and continued to rub my buttcheeks. I reached over to the nightstand and took out a metal box and placed it on the bed beside me. He opened it and discovered another butt plug, 4 condoms and some lube. Without any words, he immediately opened a condom and unrolled it down his shaft. Then he squeezed a bit of lube onto my ass, which surprised me. For some reason I. I guess that comes under the heading of motivation.Having convinced myself that I have at least reasonable intelligence, I continued to wonder and try and think of ways I could get to the bottom of Dana McNabb. Well, to be truthful, I wanted to get to the bottom, the top and all the parts in between. I mean, I may be partly reformed, but not yet completely reformed. She was a stone cold fox and smart to boot, the perfect ingredients for the "new Vinnie" as I liked to think of myself.I gotta. As the bartender brought our drinks I watched him nearly spill them because,again, he didn't take his eyes off of Vicki's tits. I admit they are a lovelypair, 38 D, large dark nipples that seemed to me to be getting harder by themoment. I drew my gaze away from her breasts and noticed that Vicki was staringback at the bartenders only her focus was on the noticeably bulge in his pants. "Whew, he's got a big one" she whispered when he got out of earshot. "You know what they say about blacks, hell.