..call it a midlife crisis", she smiled wryly to herself as she continued to make up her face pausing to study her reflection. Her hair hung down her ...ack like a wild black mane. Her green eyes made up to accentuate what she considered her best feature. Her lips pink and full glistened with the newly applied shade and she smiled in satisfaction. Turning she considered her outfit, especially chosen for the night. A form fitting little black dress that hugged her petite frame lovingly, and. Say, that girl can cook!’ ‘Umm-hmm. That’s not what I meant, and you know it, Daddy. By the way, I’m happy for you. I really thought she would be good for you.’ She squeezed me tightly and then stood and walked around in front of the desk to sit down on a couch. Her grin told me she knew a lot more about what went on than I wanted her to know. ‘Why? What did Deidra say?’ ‘Oh, she didn’t say anything, but she’s got this smile on her face that wasn’t there when she left, and every time your name. I took that to heart. You only have one time to make a first impression. What to wear? What to wear? I think to myself. I’m a guy who starts his outfit from my feet up and always believed the shoes you wear is the star of the outfit. You can have a fantastic outfit but if the shoes are off the outfit fails. On the other hand, if you have a sub-par outfit, great shoes can ALWAYS elevate it! Now, for people who know me, they know that whatever I’m wearing I have either 3 things on my feet. She didn't quit. Taking a deep breath, she pushed her head down on it popping the head into her throat quickly and taking most of the shaft leaving only a couple of inches in the open. I was impressed. That was more than most women could do even whores. She came back up wheezing with her eyes watering."That's easily the thickest and longest I've ever had." she said. She took another deep breath and took me again. This time, she pulled at my hips and managed to force my cock all the way into her.