A trench coat buttoned tightly, black boots, gloves, a round brimmed hat, pulled over he's eyes. He's that mysterious guy, you just want to find out m...re about but you scared of him. He slices through the nobodies. Almost every woman's head is turned. He buys a beer and gulps. The mood is changing, slowly the fun guys and dancing woman feel it to. 'HEY!! IDIOT! We don't like hero's in our pub' 'yeah.. Why don't you crawl back to your Mama's closet and try on some of her granny pantries you. Her light pink bra blended in against her pale skin. She then unzipped her dark blue skirt and let it drop to the floor.I was starting to rub my cock through my pants. I could feel a drop of pre-cum forming at my tip. I could jerk my cock right here in the hallway. I was getting into it when I heard footsteps coming down the hall. My Aunt Casey turned the corner and said, "Hey Scott, are you heading to bed?" Ummmm… Yeah just heading to bed. Have a good night Aunt Casey," I replied and then. Isn’t there? I suppose one of those would be nice. It just wouldn’t be the same. I have pale white skin and I’m a natural redhead. You just don’t know what it’s like to be on your back looking down at a huge thick black cock spreading your married white pussy until you tried it. I’ve had Roger hold my hand mirror behind my ass just so I could see how my pussy stretched and gripped Jerry’s thick cock. It fits inside me like a tight rubber band locked around a wooden shaft. Jerry does me so. "If this is too soon, we can hang out next week or something..." "No, no... it's just that... I forgot the bottle opener." I mumbled, clutching onto the bottle like it was a life jacket. He gave me an odd look before grabbing the bottle out of my hands and raising it to his mouth. He licked his lips, and my body shifted in a way it hadn't in a long time. He inserted the bottle gently in his mouth, and bit off the top with big back teeth. "Woah... where did you learn to do that?" "These wine.