Laura gasped as she beheld my luscious booty with my thong the only clothing left on me.“You are such a little tease Ashley” she said as she rose ...rom the bed and pressed her lithe body firmly against my back. Her pointy nipples rubbed against my skin as her hands worked their way to the front of my body and traveled down to my covered mound. One worked its way under the material and caused me to gasp as her thumb found my clit and her index finger teased my lips.My fingers pushed my thong down. Her father hadn't complained. But fat chance of getting his money. Mommy was burning through it so fast she'd even started hinting about moving in with them! Had her eye on the guest bedroom next to Steve.Why didn't Mommy just marry into more money? Paula admitted to herself that she knew why. The same reason she was standing in front of a church while a minister nattered on about the sacredness of marriage.Because old -- oldish -- women have virtually no resale value. Sure, she could spear. I felt something on my clit and let out a moan, i looked down and he was licking my pussy…Then he asked me in his thick African accent if I would like to view his dick. I had not said a word the whole time he was examining me; but then I made a muffled noise which he must have thought meant yes.He unbuckled his belt, undid his buttons and then took out a huge black dick. He was circumcised and his thick head looked moist from pre-cum. He walked towards my face and told me to lick it clean. . ..In the vast sea of white, Gloria felt lost. There seemed to be no up, no source of light, although there was light all around her. Somewhere she'd heard that as you die, your optic nerves fire as if seeing a bright light... causing the 'Tunnel of light' description given by so many near death experiences. Skepticism at the edge of death. She wanted to laugh.Her mind focused on the gravestone. Glen Camdon, loving son. It would be the only marker of her passing on earth once she was gone. She.