Conner ? Jessica, it?s kind of an unwritten rule in thisgame. You don?t bring this type of thing to a person?s home. Didn?tPatricia tell you that???Sh... doesn?t know I?m here. I?ve decided that I can?t live with a lie. Ican?t be a good mother if I don?t stand for the truth.?The truth? What the hell does that mean??Are you saying that I?ve been lied too? That I?ve given bad informationto the President of the United States???Yes, but don?t blame Patricia, she meant well. She was just trying. But always before it had been the same thing. "I don't do that." Several times she came close to relenting. She would give a lick, or quickly slip the head of my cock in and out, but only once. Now, finally, I thought the moment was here when she was really going to blow me. Or at least suck for just a little while. I smiled down and told her how good it felt. I knew the moment of decision was at hand... TAMMY: Tonight had started like many others. I wanted sex. I had a strong need to have an. " Leandra pulled her mouth away,"Dorothy yours is just as good." Dorothy held Leandra knees and began shaking her ass on Leandra face. Leandra licked at her pussy lips as her cheeks slapped together. The shadow from her ass spread across the tree, her cheeks clapping back and forth. Leandra slapped her ass,"Shake that ass." Dorothy round cheeks rocked back and forth shaking it in front of Leandra. Then Leandra grabbed hold of her cheeks and spread them. Before Dorothy knew it, she had a tongue. "You can't read me. Nobody can read me." He nodded toward the kitchen. "I almost slipped and fell on your . . . your . . . mess in there." "I'll clean it up," I said, struggling to fathom him. I hung my clothes in the closet and returned to the kitchen, where I mopped up the semen with a paper towel. "Ready?" he asked, holding a package in his lap. "Sure," I said, sitting next to him. I inspected the package on the coffee table in front of me. "This mine?" "Yeah. You first." A small smile.