’ ‘Blue?’ Chris repeated, and she nodded. ‘What kind of blue?’ he asked with a roll of his eyes. She shrugged. ‘Just blue, but you know h...w people are. Every other house is white, they want it white. Goodness, the way everyone went on, you would have thought they’d painted it purple and orange and put in searchlights.’ Chris chuckled at the image. She told him a few more tidbits and he nodded at each one until one piece of information caught his attention. ‘Then there was the trouble at the. I'm wearing panties." Carla dropped her leg back down anyway. "Besides, he saw both of us when we did the splits. How come you didn't say nothing then? I didn't hear you complaining either Jimbo, you like what we showed you?" Don't go getting me involved in your fight girls, I'm just sitting here listening and watching the two of you. You can't blame a fella for looking if it's put on display." But, did you like it?" Sure, what's not to like?" I liked the way the conversation was going, but I. He was licking up my milk, following the trail erotically as his tongue flicked and lapped it's way along the curve of my full tit. Eventually he reached my nipple, his tongue causing me to whimper in pleasure. “God I love that.” he said just before his mouth locked onto my erect nipple and began feasting on my milk, sucking from my breasts like a starving man. His eager feeding filled me with so much pleasure. With the combined stimulation of that big cock stretching my bald pussy as I rode. ”“I will.” She went to the rental. Grandfather backed up a bit and looked at me.“I’ll give you a call after I get in touch with my friend and it’s all set up.”“Thank you for this. Have a safe trip.”I watched as they backed out of the driveway. It would probably be several months if not longer before I saw them again.As I changed for bed, I caught a glance at the championship belt sitting on my desk. It finally hit home that my fighting days were over. It was the right call, but I was still.