He need somewhere to stay.”“Give him my number and I’ll see what I can come up with. I was looking to buy a house that’s for sale soon.”“T...at’s cool,” the 62 year-old, chocolate man with the slight beer belly said.“You just wanted to fuck me, didn’t you?”“You know I did!”Clarence led Bernadette to the couch. They sat down and started to kiss. She sucked his old, sagging balls and his long uncut dick. “Ooh, baby,” hee moaned. “I’m gon’ fuck you real good. Suck that dick, baby!” Clarence played. I couldn't yell or anything, however, because if I did, I'd lose my voice for two or three days just that quick. I had to exercise my vocal cords, or so the doctor had said, and he'd given me a little CD with exercises on it, sounds to imitate and words and phrases and just musical notes to hum along with.So I was humming and sort of dancing around naked because I'd gotten tired of sitting and then laying down, and I'd brushed my hair already and made up my face and painted my toes red and my. Earlier that afternoon Lorelai Rory’s Mother had been called to The Chilton School for a meeting with the headmaster. When the pretty mother in her early thirties arrived she was immediately escorted into the dean’s office and as she looked at the headmaster across the massive desk, she feels like she is a high school girl in trouble herself.Perhaps Lorelai’s dress has something to do with that feeling as well. The young mother with brown shoulder length hair was wearing some of the tightest,. I was already hard just chatting to him, looking at his profile pics dressed in a leather shirt and trousers with biker boots and bending a riding crop in his hands.I have worn panties Sir but haven’t any pics” I replied.”Hmm I like the sound of that” he said, “What do you think of this?” He wrote. A picture of a guy on his knees dressed in white stockings, panties and suspenders nuzzling into his Masters groin pinged into the chat.”God, Yes” i repliedSmiley emoji followed.”Are you interested.