The first time I met Jayson I knew my pussy lips will taste that black cock. He had a fresh neat cut and hazel eyes. Sometimes I would just watch him ...nd his friends play basketball. He would have his shirt off and body cover with sweat. My pussy would melt at the sight of that alone. I could tell from the basketball shorts he wore that Jayson was "blessed".As I said before I knew Jayson would be mine. It didn't matter he had a wife and son. He brought them to the park one time. I saw them. "You just stay away from the cougars or I'll rearrange your reproductive organ and that will be the end of you making babies." Are you sure you'll be okay driving up there?" Of course I will. I'm not some weak-kneed frail little girl that can't take care of herself. Patrick Hamelin, if you have one major fault it's that you're a worrier. You worry about everything. You worry so much that it worries me! This might come as a shock, but women have been having babies for quite a while now and still. Inside was a photo of Sally and him taken not long after they were married. It was the two of them, cheek to cheek, squeezed into one of those cheap carnival photo machines.As Jim stood there looking at the locket, a feeling like he had never experienced before came over him. It was a feeling of warmth and comfort, like everything was going to be okay. He suddenly knew what he had to do.With the locket in his hand Jim left the house for the cemetery. He stopped at a roadside flower stand like. One day when I was working in the office, I got a call from an unknown number. Initially, I didn’t receive the call as I was working but got an SMS an hour later asking if I was the basketball coach. I called back and the person on the other end was a male voice who informed us his daughter also is interested.I told him the program had already started but he insisted saying she has previous experience playing. So I asked him to come around 7:15 am the next morning and call me. The person was.