That’s where Our Newman clan all started. I tried looking up our surname while pursuing my Genealogy Merit Badge, but the name was too common to go ...ack more than my granedfathers’ grandfather.Grandpa Xavier, when he saw I was holding hands with Claire, gave me a big smile and a big thumbs up. I hoped that Dad didn’t show up, because I wasn’t entirely sure what I was capable of doing, despite my age and size.But I did see his parents, Grandpa Richard Newman, and Grandma Josephine. Dad was an. ? I knew a caught her attention with that. She seemed genuinely impressed. We talked some more. She told me her name was Jean Anderson. She was on her way to a new job in L.A. from back east but stopped along the way to visit some college friends. She had a motel room just up the road and, before I knew it, I was in my car following her back to the motel. Once inside her room it was like a scene from an adult movie. She didn’t like the lights on but, instead, lit several. He moved so he was now behind my wife, and began working his cock up and down her slit.My wife was sucking on one piece of black meat, groaning with pleasure as the second black cock was worming it’s way into her now wet love tunnel. With her skirt up and over her cute ass, she was enjoying her skewering by the two big black cocks.The third black male and I watched intently slowly stroking our cocks as the other two pummeled my wife’s holes with their hard meat, slick and glistening with her. "Kim, you must come to our home tonight if for no other reason than to allow me to make amends for my god awful behavior at lunch today. You are a lovely young woman and it's obvious you were enjoying your time with us until I made a mess of it. It's my turn to plead - please allow us to welcome you into our home. Please?"Kim smiled wryly. "Since you put it that way, of course I will come."Cindy allowed Kim to help her in the kitchen that evening, and Jimmy, having taken his cue from what.