" What do you like about me?"After she said this she got up and straddled me and I could feel her tight ass wrapped in leather sitting right on top of...my cock. She started running her hands up my chest and trough my hair."I just think you're beautiful and sexy and you dress to show how beautiful and sexy you are." You like how I dress?" Yeah, a lot."She leaned back and said, "You like my leather pants?" I love it when you wear leather. Especially your pants and skirts, they show off your. We would spend the day before baking them, peeling them then using several cups of brown sugar to mash with them. In years past, the kitchen would be a total wreck. This year, without Sam at my side, I didn't make them. My sister-in-law made them.It is amazing how tastes and smell bring back memories. My first taste of sweet potatoes almost made me sick. All the years of memories of the two of us came rushing back. I gagged on them and had to spit them out. I couldn't eat them. I couldn't. “Anything you say may be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to consult an attorney before speaking to the police and to have an attorney present during questioning now or in the future. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you before any questioning if you wish.”“Do you understand these rights that I have said?”“Y-yes, Officer.”“Are your parents home, young lady?”“No, Officer. They are out till late tonight.”“I’m going to have you stand for a body. Soon as less and less cum oozed out of my cock, brads rhythm also slowed, until he finally stoped and gently raised himself of my now softening cock. Once he was fully off of me he moved his ass towards my face, cum dribbling from his hole, until he was over my mouth, where he gently lower himself down, until my tongue made contact with his very loose hole. I began frantically licking his hole, trying to remove as much cum as I possibly could, swallowing as much of my sweet delicious fluid as.